The first sign this morning was the 55 degree temperature. We’re talking Fahrenheit here, folks. I just found out that 55 degrees is the perfect temperature to store wine. I actually had to wear a hoodie when I took my daughter to work at 7:45 AM. Yes, I was up that early. Usually I roll out of bed at about 10:15 AM. But if I want a car for the day I have to bring her to the boat.
Wine gives me a headache!
The next sign was the multitude of children standing on the side of the road. Of course that meant school buses were on the loose. And that meant a lot of stopping and going, almost like summer traffic. And you have to stop. They frown on you if you don’t stop for school buses. Actually, I am sure they do more than frown on non bus stoppers.
Don’t get me wrong, I love children. I always stop.
The next sign was somewhat scary. I felt like I was living out a scene from Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds”.
Are they running for the school bus or from the birds?
I look out my front window and there are black birds everywhere. They are lined up on the telephone wires. They are on my front lawn. They are in my driveway. They are in the road. Seriously, I’m wondering if they will attack me when I go grocery shopping. Well, no matter, I have my cane. (I think they are grackles getting together for a meeting to decide when exactly they should go south). I hope they leave town soon. They are eating up all my bird seed. They are greedy birds. They are also noisy birds. I prefer the sound of the pinkletinks in the spring.
I just noticed another sign of Autumn.
My flowers are dying in my window boxes. Probably because I keep forgetting to water them lately.
I am back from grocery shopping. I wasn’t attacked by birds—THIS TIME! The store seemed almost empty compared to summer. I was able to race down the aisles in my cripple cart. If you call full speed in one of those things racing. Oh, and there were pumpkins at the grocery store and lots of Halloween crap. They already have the costumes out.
I made this video Tuesday of the empty beach. It’s short.
And last but not least I can’t help but remember seven years ago today when I look at this photo of my son. I will say no more about it. We all know what today is.