Sunday, October 11, 2020

Nothing Gold Can

The weather has changed. 

The remnants of Hurricane Delta, (the Greek letter, not the name, although I like that it works both ways-- it makes me imagine Delta Burke storming through Sugarbaker's on Designing Women) are sweeping through, turning our fine, bright blue October days into a muggy gray morass. The rain is good for the plants, this I know; that cool dry weather we relished last week had crisped up what is left of our summer herbs and flowers. Still, I feel disappointed. There is something about perfect weather, the exhilaration and joy it sparks, that beguiles me into believing that, this time? 

It will stay.

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