I have lived in the south my entire life. I am proud of my southern roots. They run deep, real deep. However, I must say that Southern Summers are getting a little rough. Regardless of global warming, the greenhouse effect, El Nino, La Nina, or just the fact that I am getting older, and am a little on the fluffy side; its hot. I can be a meteorologist from about mid May til October...Hot Hazy and Humid with a chance of afternoon and evening thundershowers, some possibly sever.
Southern Summers make you appreciate Southern falls, and winters, well when we have winters, some years that particular season is a figment of the imagination. As I am sitting at my desk praying that one the the boys did not inadvertently leave a crayon on the car seat to melt in the sun; I am mentally on the beach, watching the sunset, cool breeze (and no bugs) blowing by me. All this is occurring in my head while I wear a hoodie, and my tried and true flip flops and shorts, happily listening to the sound of the tide roll in. Or better yet clad in blue jeans and boots, a comfy shirt and hat, while riding through the woods on a cool crisp autumn day. AHHHHH cool thoughts. Now to walk out in the 100+ degree heat to go home.
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