Cold is not my favorite. I grew up in a warm climate. The additional planning and preparation that comes with living in a seasonal location is a bit daunting. And annoying.
Weather was never a factor growing up. It was warm, hot or just stay inside until after dark. The changes in season were highlighted by fog or haze and no fog or haze. Snow, hail, rain, sleet, freezing rain – what is the difference anyway? were never considered. More sun – less sun – that was the extent of the weather patterns. We didn’t winterize our car, our house, our lawn – what lawn? we had rock – seal windows, wrap pipes or any such chore. We just put on a sweatshirt and called it winter. No extra preparation for the cold months ahead – just turn up the air conditioner to a higher setting so the room wasn’t too cool when you woke up. Ya – there was the winter prep right there.
As I say this I am setting up things - read chores - to be done this weekend. We have skipped fall and gone head long into winter. Flurries this weekend. See this picture – it was taken 8 days ago. 8 days ago!! You see any fall in that pond?
We were out walking in the arboretum. This is the newest water feature just completed.
Has a couple of new residents too.
Shorts and t-shirts and tennies. That was the uniform of the day. No coat, no jeans, no boots, no hats, no gloves, nope none of that. It was still a summer day. And now FLURRIES!
Windows to seal in the basement. Faucets to cover outdoors to prevent freezing. Yard decorations to be moved into the garage. New wiper blades and ice removal mixture in each car. Sand tubes for the trunk of my daughters little putt-putt.
And an entire reorganization of our closets. Summer shorts and tanks to the bins, sweaters and long sleeve t-shirts out of the bins and on the shelves. Replace the Egyptian cotton sheets with the fuzzy flannel ones and add at least one blanket to each bed. So long summer nights!
Goes by faster every year.
