In 36 hours. Out on the patio, I’m shivering.
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I’m in shorts and flip-flops. I’m cold. Portents of things to come.
Not happy about it…
High of 86° today. I’ll take it.
Rick, I hate humidity so I’m glad it was brisk outside today. I was at Brookside Market and thought of you when I scored some beautiful raspberries on sale.
Anybody who is complaining about this weather is a mad person.
It’s Bourbon drinking weather.
Oh! I’m not complaining. I did put on pants and a long-sleeve shirt. Still have on my flip-flops. The weather is delicious.
It’s always bourbon drinking weather.
You might need that on a tea towel.
I love this weather. I saw a comment on an article last year that said “Fall is the fashionable season,” and it’s true. Humidity is the worst!
It got cold so abruptly that I wasn’t prepared, though. Shivered through a baseball game yesterday that even went to extra innings!