… and footballish.
Well, today is a football Saturday and we have the first home games for our primo Michigan college teams. Unlike the away games last week, the weather no longer feels tropical. In fact, it was a nifty-fifty degrees when I left on my walk this morning. Brrrrr.
While getting ready to go, I pulled on a long-sleeved Cement Masons Union tee-shirt, rewarded to my boss and I by our adversary on the day the contract was signed after many long bargaining sessions. Admittedly, the XL size was roomy, and the sleeves were a little long, even for me, so, while I walked, I tucked my hands up inside those longish sleeves to keep them warm.
Yes, it is only September 12th and Autumn doesn’t arrive until the 23rd of the month.
Actually, I’m lovin’ this weather. Autumn is my favorite time of year, even if it is the harbinger of the cold, snowy and icy days that lay ahead.
I decided to walk to the grocery store this morning. I needed just a handful of items, so I made Meijer my destination today.
It sure was windy and my brain got a good airing out as I made the journey. The gusty breeze not only caused alot more leaves to flutter to the ground, but there were acorns aplenty dropping down as well. The squirrels were darting to and fro grabbing them up, but then they’d see me getting near and get scared, and not look both ways before dashing into the street. I saw three near-casualties, but the drivers were kind and yielded for our furry friends. Whew! This bleeding heart would have had to look the other way.
Since my last visit to Meijer, I noticed that the store has relegated the back-to-school supplies to one small area, and they have hauled out their harvest and Halloween décor. Surprisingly, the nursery still has a few hanging baskets of annuals for sale. I guess (and hope) that they would be going for a song. Rows and rows of jewel-toned mums sit on wooden slats in the nursery area, and they beckon you to stop and buy a few to grace the front of your home.
I got in five miles for the round trip, and that included ambling around the perimeter of the store a few times. I paused at the fresh donuts, thinking how wonderful they’d taste with the cider I had in the fridge at home, but, before my willpower failed me, I stopped short of putting them in my cart by bypassing the bakery department entirely the next time around.
While walking home, the sun felt warmish on my face – it felt good. It was a gentle warmth; not that searing heat and intense humidity like earlier in the week.
The sound of some large maple leaves dancing along the sidewalk as I walked tells me it won’t be long now ‘til we add leaf-raking to our list of outside chores. That seems unbelievable to me, since I still have a few bright-yellow dandelions flourishing in my lawn. I wish they looked more like legitimate plants, such as those towering sunflowers I saw peeking over a few fence tops along my route today.
I hear that perhaps warmer temps will be back by next weekend. Oh Summer … do stay and set a spell, okay?