October.
Octobrrrrrr.
I hate to see the summer go.
Homework is one big reason. Extra bills... back to school clothes and lunch money and band lessons and magazine drives and every birthday in this household and ... let's not even talk about Christmas right now.
No more lunches in the park letting the sunshine warm my face. That one definitely depresses. Next spring seems SO far away.
Knowing that I'm going to be held captive by the whim of the weatherman for months makes me wish I could ACTUALLY hibernate. Yet I enjoy living in the northeast. Boston, NYC, the midatlantic coast... there are a bunch of great places to go visit that are an easy drive away. And right in my state I can find plenty of fun places. But I am not, and will never be, a snow bunny.
This morning a baby deer was alone in my yard. His parents were not around this time. So I opened the patio door, and went out on to the deck, and yelled at him to scare him back into the woods. Because my neighbors let their german shepherd run free (despite our town's leash law) and I really have no wish to see if a GS really can catch up to a baby deer. Don't think I didn't feel stupid saying "hey! you! go back in the woods" at 7 am.
1 comment:
you give yourself too little credit - you could be a snow bunny. All it takes is a huge fireplace, hot cocoa with bailey's and godiva, and that tingly feeling you get when freezing cold body parts start to warm up
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