By the end of August I start to feel like I live in the Land Down Under. While the northern two thirds of the nation is wishing for a few more days of glorious summer and thinking about all the things they didn’t do while the weather was good, I’m celebrating that I can finally walk outside after 9:00 AM. While people in cooler parts of the nation are thinking there’ll be no more cookouts for awhile, I’m thinking, “Crikey! I can finally stand it outside long enough to burn a couple of hotdogs on the barbie.
I was up in Michigan in early August when the temperatures soared up into the low nineties. At my hotel the clerk was boasting about their 102 degrees—with the heat index. Heat index? Down here in Texas, we don’t need no stinking heat index! It’s 102 degrees without it. We need wind chill factors! Our temperatures here in the DFW Metroplex have dipped down into the low nineties this past week. We’ll call it “plummeting” when they drop down to eighty.
“. . .to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the sky. . .” John Lubbock. “. . .is to be eaten alive by fire ants.” Me
If you drive through my neighborhood on an average summer day in July, August or September, you don’t hear the laughing voices of children playing in their yards; you hear the hum of air conditioners. Up north where summers are wonderful, they’re way too short, and down here where summers are brutal, they’re interminable. Since my son is all finished with school, it doesn’t matter to me anymore, but kids here are robbed. It is so unfair that during the summer, when the kids are home from school, it’s too damned hot to go outside and play. When we do get a fine summer day sometime in late October or early November, kids down here are stuck in a classroom all day.
While some of you are getting out the stadium blankets and thermoses for your football games, we’re still packing sunscreen and towels to absorb the sweat at ours. If you don’t believe me just watch one of the Big 12 or SEC college football games on TV. Those aren’t tears you see rolling down the fans’ cheeks. That’s pure sweat!
“Oh, it’s a long, long while from May to December.” Anderson; Weill
As the days get shorter and minutely cooler, and the angle of the sun gives the sky a golden glow, I start to feel a surge of energy. It’s possible that the energy is actually the high I get from my allergy medicine in the fall, but I don’t care. I love the end of summer and the beginning of winter. The electric and water bills start to free fall and I finally get a reprieve from the weeds in my yard. The lawn service guys stop mowing sometime in November so I have money to spend for Christmas shopping!
With autumn just around the bend, I begin to really miss the pungent smell of just-raked leaves burning by the side of the road on a gray, November morning. Yes, it’s bad for the environment, but it’s not illegal to remember it. I also miss the taste of ice cold, just-pressed apple cider and fresh cake donuts at the cider mill in my hometown. Hmmm. And no, of course I don’t miss thawing out my car for thirty minutes before I can drive it to work early in the morning. I’m nostalgic—not insane.
Donna
Donna, I loved this post. I do remember those days and glad to be back in Southern California where the temperatures have been in the upper ninetys and humidy at 80+. The weather here has definately changed and we're considering purchaing central air for next summer. Still nothing like TEXAS!!! We have only a month of so of it, unlike you guys. I do love your blog.
ReplyDeleteActually, I learned to appreciat some of Texas summer whan I went to Florida in August. OMG!!!! 110 degrees in the shade and 109 humidity. I stopped wearing make-up...it wouldn't stay on!
ReplyDeletey clothes were always wet. I don't know which is worst...hail storms or hurricans?!? I guess you can't have it all! But I do like a change of seasons. Give me Autumn and winter anytime.
Another great read! Thanks.
ReplyDeleteDeAnn
Just like you I am waiting for the 70's to start. My yard needs work, but it is still too hot.
ReplyDeleteLove the Fall.
The wedding in Michigan this last week end was perfect 75', clear sky,no humidity.
Keep writing.
Sandy
I'm in Texas as well. I lived in Houston for 5 years and one night I saw the time and temp on TV: 9:30 pm and 93 degrees. We moved to Texarkana not long after that. Just the 300 miles north has a noticeable difference.
ReplyDeleteIt has been a cool summer for us here, only two days above 100 degrees. As I've always said, "99 ain't 100."
As for fresh cake donuts, we have a place in town that makes them and they will make you punch the Krispy Kreme guy in the mouth.
I am enjoying your blog.
Thank you, John C.
ReplyDeleteI found a place in town that not only makes a decent cake donut, but doesn't gasp in shock when I ask for "plain." Now if I could just find some great fresh cider--close by!
I appreciate your kind words.
Donna