Heated Fall

September 25, 2016

123243-5778393-6Way-warm this Sunday afternoon on California’s north coast, with plenty of sunshine toasted slightly by a bit of ocean breeze.

Near-about good-as-it-gets in these parts, and a lot warmer than I earlier figured — just a little while ago, took my daughter’s Corgi, Kuru, on a walk and actually felt sweat. Rare, and me, too, outside in a short-sleeved shirt.
Supposedly peaked a high of 84-dgrees middle of the afternoon (WunderBlog weather-thingy), with even the NWS advising: ‘Not a bad day to head out to the water before winter arrives! As a friendly reminder, never turn your back to the ocean!‘ And reporting a 88-degree reading by the airport at 4:30.

One last summer-like touch…

(Illustration found here).

Hot Sunday, and most-likely a hot Monday coming, too…

And in honor of one of the most-authentic poets ever — Emily Dickerson’s ‘Autumn

The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry’s cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.

The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I’ll put a trinket on.

Of course, back in Emily’s day, climate change wasn’t gumming up the works…

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