Today's Weather.
Excerpted from a conversation, plus some.
Went outside to bring the garbage can in. It hit me halfway down my driveway. I stopped to consider for a moment and pulled my hoodie off. It's the kind of day that's so perfectly end-of-August it's hard to believe it's real. It's warm, but not too warm. You can wear shorts if you want to, but you don't have to. Blue skies with accompaning clouds. Everything seems fresh from the rain yesterday and there's a scent and electricity in the air of new beginnings. Impending newness on the horizon. (The weather knows this town too well as public schools begin in exactly a week.)
God, it's beautiful.
Went outside to bring the garbage can in. It hit me halfway down my driveway. I stopped to consider for a moment and pulled my hoodie off. It's the kind of day that's so perfectly end-of-August it's hard to believe it's real. It's warm, but not too warm. You can wear shorts if you want to, but you don't have to. Blue skies with accompaning clouds. Everything seems fresh from the rain yesterday and there's a scent and electricity in the air of new beginnings. Impending newness on the horizon. (The weather knows this town too well as public schools begin in exactly a week.)
God, it's beautiful.