It’s coming. I just know it. It must be coming… right?
I tell that to my kids every day as they climb into the car after school, red-faced, sweaty, and thirsty.
“Fall will be here soon, and then you won’t mind that 60 second walk to the car at all!”
I am seeing a few hints.
(Picture taken by Savannah, who has an eye for photography I think.)
My Pecan tree out back is heavy with ripening fruit. (Nuts, that is. Fruit sounded so much more poetic.)
Some days it stays under 105 degrees. Not every day, of course, but it has happened a couple of times.
And there is a brief moment, early in the morning, when you can walk outside and think “It’s almost nice enough to want to be outside.” Almost.
I’m doing my part to usher it in. You know, to hurry things along. The other day I made a pork roast with apples, sage and cinnamon. Definitely a fall dish. And I’ve been wearing my Bath and Body Works Country Apple lotion. That definitely says fall to me.
It won’t be long now…