It seems that the violent storm yesterday blew summer away as there is a definite feeling of fall in the air today. It was cool and cloudy when I took the dogs out for their morning stroll, in fact, I had to wear a sweatshirt. A far cry from the 30C steam bath of yesterday.
September asters are starting to bloom. When we first moved into the property the fields would be a sea of purpleish blue, now the Goldenrod has taken over, pushing out the pretty blue flowers.
The power came back yesterday just as we were heading into the city to have supper at Jo Ellen and Don's place (and to meet the lovely grandson Shawn). Carm rushed around restarting the UPSes and then we were on our way.
We are so relient on power... probably if the electricity was on we would normally have been reading or puttering around. Without power though, the books seemed like the farthest thing from our minds. We were antsy and unsettled. I got some water from the pool, put in a bit of lavender bubble bath and got to work on the dog noseprints marring a few windows. Those washed up well, leaving sparkling windows, and bonus: soft hands! I washed a few other things so as not to waste the precious suds.
Back to the weather... After the treadmill I braved the cold (it was 18C), and dunked into the cold, but warmer than the air, pool. I wonder how many more days I have left of swimming? The nights are getting cold so today might have been the end.
We have been keeping busy with company - Trudie & Leo came for supper one night, Pat was over tonight, and of course we were at Jo Ellen & Don's last night. Whew! No wonder I'm not losing weight :-(
“August is that last flicker of fun and heat before everything fades and dies. The final moments of fun before the freeze. In the winter, everything changes.”