I can’t deny it any longer.
Last week I turned off the air conditioning and haven’t turned on the heat. I do my very best to delay turning on the heat. I am not yet sure whether that is stubbornness, denial or both. But today there is a chill in the air inside the house.
Suddenly, every Saturday morning I regret my choice to not have cable. It is that one time a year when I miss ESPN, or maybe it’s just Kirk Herbstreit.
My white shoes, linen blazer and seersucker suits are dry cleaned and packed away, sadly, for months.
As I type, it is 42 degrees in Fort Wayne. Today’s high is 46 degrees.
It is fall.
In an effort to further my stubbornness and/or denial, I want so share my best of the summer sunsets.
There is not much better than a warm/hot/sweltering walk in the glow of the setting sun in bare legs and short sleeves. I am afraid that there won’t be any more of those until spring.
Alaska, Arizona and Washington Sunsets: