It has been a long hot and humid summer.
In Missouri, summers are always that way.
Early September now and one day it’s a
sticky smothering 90-degrees and the next
a cool down into the mid 60s.
There will most assuredly be more heat
before Autumn arrives, but one senses
the coming change.
Labor Day has passed and the first NFL
game is tomorrow, my Chiefs against The
Texans.
In a few weeks the leaves will change and
every morning will breathe a northerly
chill.
I hate the dog days of summer; can’t say
I care for the bone chilling cold of January
or February either. I’m most comfortable
with temperatures in the 60s and 70s.
I have become accustomed to the changes
in seasons the Midwest throws at you, but
at my age the extremes become more and
more intolerable.
Had my dog groomed back in mid-July. Her
hair grows fast and must be uncomfortable in
the heat of summer. I noticed the other day
how long it had become over a relatively short
period of time.
One day blistering heat outside, and before you
know it the bitter bite of winter. My dog, she has
her hair and not a care; me, I have my old age
aches and pains, and for now a light jacket will do.
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Chris Hanch 9-9-2020
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