September at last. My long vigil is over. Goodbye to waking up and dreading the thick, sultry days. Farewell to heavy, lank hair and constant perspiration, to choosing only pale, neutral shades, to hiding away from heat and sunlight. Only a few more weeks and the autumn will take over. I long desperately for the lowering clouds, the sudden gusts of wind making the leaves dance, the short dark days of cold weather. I miss the colors: bronze, russet, burgundy, gold, burning oranges, delicate browns. I want to wear layers again, nestling inside soft warm sweaters, piling on the textures and geometries. I want to walk briskly at my natural pace, not slink down the sidewalk in an effort to stay cool. Oh, I cannot wait! Come soon, you changing breezes, and release me from this lowland summer. Let the memories of burning heat and blistering paint and peeling skin pass away in a cool, refreshing wash of wind and rain. Previous EntryThe IndexNext Entry