I live in Austin Texas which means, basically, that the seasons consist of Spring, Summer, Cedar and Crickets.
Before now I have spent a year in Tennessee where the seasons are something more along the lines of Spring, Summer, Post-Summer and Grey. (Grey only lasts for around a month in case you were wondering.)
And before that I spent twenty-odd years in Connecticut which has the more traditional Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter.
Allow me to slowly induct you into today's rant. (I will keep this as brief as possible.)
This last week has been pretty nice here in Austin. Saturday and Sunday were both in the seventies (which happens to be my prime comfort zone) and Cedar was fading into an unpleasant memory.
Now this shit!
We have just plunged from gorgeous spring weather into mid-Autumn, a season that doesn't even belong in Texas let alone during March!
Sights like this are one of the few things I miss about living in New England. I may have to look into taking a leisurely trip up there to play tourist some day.
Seriously folks, Complete with leaves falling off the freaking trees!
This is not okay.
I mean, I miss having an Autumn. I miss the crisp air and colorful leaves. I miss the piles of fallen leaves and watching kids jump into them. I miss the smell of Fall blending with pumpkin pie and hayrides.
But this is March in Texas! It needs to not happen now and it needs to never happen after a Spring tease like the one we just had!
I have a porch that needs to be planted here Universe! Knock it off with the bullshit games and give us back Spring already!
Okay. I am done. I feel better now.
Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.
-Henry David Thoreau-