The calendar says today is the first day of fall. The pumpkin candle in my office says that leaves will soon turn orange and red. Pumpkins will be carved. Sweaters will be worn. The temperature will drop. The world will become cozy once more.
But as soon as I step outside, the reality hits me in the face. It's still a sauna out there. No cool temperatures. No pretty leaves. It's definitely not sweater weather.
I come home and curl up under a blanket anyway, ignoring the perspiration that wets my skin. But I know that once fall truly gets here it will be short-lived. It won't be long before winter returns in full force, and before long I'll be longing for springtime.
Happy fall, all.
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Agreed. Leaves are beginning to yellow, and everything is pumpkin spice, but the heat is crazy!
- #1478 Posted 3 years ago
'a dying fall'? :D
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