You can't praise autumn too much or too often. I stepped out of my trailer today and did the usual thing of bracing myself to wince in pain at the Western sun.
|Baby kaBLOOnie's first rant against excessive sunlight. It doesn't seem to bother my siblings.|
But I felt no solar burn against my shirt. (I always cover as much skin as possible with long sleeves and long pants.)
And yet it was 100% sunny. There was a cool breeze. I felt mildly euphoric.
There was a sense of freedom to it, even more so than the freedom of open land. Escaping hot sun is like a compressed spring finally getting a chance to expand. It is like escaping some long-term horrid disease.
I had to do something to celebrate the occasion. So I debauched myself by taking an unnecessary drive to town. Just think: having the freedom to drive your car into town in the middle of the day, and come out of the grocery without finding your dog dead in the car!
What a miracle of nature it is to feel cool, dry air along with bright sunlight! (Well OK, a half cloudy sky would have even been better.)