Since I got to Toronto, it's mostly been cooler than usual for this time of year, I think. And on the warmest days, it's mostly been much more humid than I like (and I loathe humidity). Overall, though, it's struck me as more "slightly weird" than "bad".
...and then there's today. Today, which had lovely weather for a good chunk of time--clear sky, lovely breeze, etc.--but which was much too cool for August in Toronto when I went out onto Ginny's front porch this morning to see if any of the next-door cats were out and about. I'd put a fleece on, but was shivering a little anyway even as I admired the color of the sky.
But the thing is, it smelled and tasted like autumn out there. Toronto, we are halfway through AUGUST. That is NOT ON.
The sense of autumn, which I really enjoy when it's more seasonally appropriate, lingered all day. I'm now at the desk in my room at Ginny's, bundled in my fleece with the window almost entirely closed, and still shivering a bit.
Even without taking the almost unrelenting awfulness of the news this week, for the past couple of days when I've come home and read through my flists there've been a staggering number of you going through really difficult things or dealing with onslaughts of frustrating stuff.
I'm sorry things are so hard right now for so many of you. ;_; You're all in my thoughts.
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