No, really...shut the front door; it's cold out there! It was 84 degrees yesterday afternoon when I walked. Today...? A chilly 59. I missed every one of those 25 degrees. Well, I could have done without five of them but I wasn't mentally prepared for such a drop, especially since the weather man had promised predicted 75. Throw in an overcast sky and a gusty wind from the north and I was left wishing I'd picked a heavier sweatshirt when I walked out the door. Bonnie and I agreed we might have made our round of the neighborhood in record time just trying to generate a little body heat.
I shouldn't complain...it could be worse. Family in Kansas is facing a hard freeze tonight and friends and family in the Northeast are bracing for Frankenstorm. Besides, if I start complaining about the cold in October, it's going to be a very long winter.
I plan to hold the weatherman to his forecast that mid-70's will be back before the end of the week because really, I don't want those doors shut. I was hoping for more days when I could throw them wide open. After all, it's still October.