It's hot and muggy and I'm a panting sheepdog of a woman in my long hair and black clothes. And yet I'm avidly looking forward to the State Fair, which is a month away. I'm obviously deranged from the heat.
I want turning leaves and apples and corndogs and winds that rattle the trees. I want beer gardens and light jackets. I want romantic harvest moons and pumpkins. I want school supplies even though I'm out of school. I want cool breezes and geese flying south. I want to make soup in my kitchen without it turning into a sauna...I wanna bake cupcakes!
I just have to get through the sticky stuff first. And the Republican National convention. We all might have to wear body armor locally for that. Then we can all have a really glorious fall, huh? My pumpkin plant is already giving me flowers, so I'm hoping for some nice big weird jack-o-lanterns when the time comes:) Meanwhile I'll just keep looking at the maples in my yard and wait ever so patiently for them to start turning yellow...
I want turning leaves and apples and corndogs and winds that rattle the trees. I want beer gardens and light jackets. I want romantic harvest moons and pumpkins. I want school supplies even though I'm out of school. I want cool breezes and geese flying south. I want to make soup in my kitchen without it turning into a sauna...I wanna bake cupcakes!
I just have to get through the sticky stuff first. And the Republican National convention. We all might have to wear body armor locally for that. Then we can all have a really glorious fall, huh? My pumpkin plant is already giving me flowers, so I'm hoping for some nice big weird jack-o-lanterns when the time comes:) Meanwhile I'll just keep looking at the maples in my yard and wait ever so patiently for them to start turning yellow...