Signs of Fall

I've been reading and hearing from all these friends and relatives in Utah and Colorado about fall approaching. They mention the autumn splendor of leaves changing colors and a new crispness in the air. About a week ago, our temperatures dropped into the 90s and I was all ready to write a sentimental goodbye to summer. The pool cooled down to 79 one day and the AC didn't kick on in the middle of the night. I told Patrice that I am actually a little sad that summer is ending and that I will miss our hot days. The signs of the fall cool down were all around.

The lemons are turning, and we even slept with our window open one night.

Then, as promptly as they dropped, the temperatures rose again. It is back to consistently 100-105, the pool is back up to about 84. (I do think our days of 88 degrees and night swims may be over) The air conditioner still kicks on in the middle of the night and I can't quite open doors and windows to let the fresh air in.

Patrice came home overheated and sweaty the other day and said I don't need to complain about summer ending yet. I reminded him that I was anticipating, not complaining. I have a few more days (weeks?) of relaxing on the hammock while my boy swims, jumping in to cool off a bit then continuing to enjoy this view while I read my book:

Summer can stick around a while as far as I'm concerned.