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The last few days have been a wonderful break in the Fall weather. I enjoyed the chance to catch up on yard work and cleaning my garden.
To my surprise, none of the weather channels mentioned that we were enjoying Indian Summer. You remember. It always followed a killing frost. The warm days and nights lasted from a day or two to weeks. The weathermen spent hours asking why we’re having such nice days instead of saying enjoy. There seemed to be some effort to connect Indian Summer with global warming although this phenomenon has been around for as long as there have been people to notice.
It got the name Indian Summer from the tribes taking advantage of the weather to continue gathering and hunting to fill their stores of food.
I guess this is another high-jacking of words to twist them into something that needs redefining, like a burglary of a residence is now a home invasion.
What other changes have your noticed? Besides the uni-version of him and her?
Since we’re fast approaching the holidays, I wanted to share one of my short holiday romances.
Journey of the Magi by Barbara Edwards
Blurb: Widow Noel Martin never breaks promises, and she promised her kids they'd have Christmas at her childhood home in Connecticut. But driving across country takes money. Noel is broke when a snowstorm blows them into a tiny Minnesota cafe owned by a man who can change her mind. She accepts his offer of a job. Despite her attraction to him, she makes it clear she is only temporary help.
Dan Longstreet isn't adopting any more strays, but he needs a waitress. Dan works so hard to make his cafe a success, he doesn't have time for love. Though Noel's slender blonde beauty stuns him and her two adorable children tug at his heart, he denies how they threaten to change his life.
When tragedy strikes, their new-found love is the first victim. Noel can't stay and Dan can't leave. Will their journey be the gift that reunites them?
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7 comments:
So true, Barb. Why can't we simply accept and enjoy. A lost art these days. I remember reading, and loving, Journey of the Magi. Very well done.
Of course, Indian Summer! I always loved those days. So much "spinning" going on these days, it's no wonder so many of us are dizzy! (I know I am!) :-) LOVED the blurb of your holiday story. It's going on my reading list for sure!
Rain and snow last week. Gorgeous weather this week. Typical of October in the mountains. I've never worried too much about what something is called. I'll just enjoy the warm temps while they last.
You're right, Barb. I hadn't realized we're not hearing Indian Summer anymore. Still, I love this time of year whatever it's called. I loved Journey of the Magi. such a wonderful story.
Down-ballot, surrogates (which includes family!) "Hi, let me introduce you to my surrogates."
The election has given us new adjectives, some clever, a few awkward; overall hyperbole reigned (disaster, nasty, horrible, lying...).
I look for the upside of all this. I have to believe that discerning voters look for preciseness in the prose of a candidate, his/her statements based on fact. Creative parsing, yes... repeating inflammatory words, no. Alas, even our weathermen/women push on the drama and fear buttons. I agree, an Indian Summer could be just that, not an end-of-the-world signal.
Thanks for all the comments. I was traveling yesterday, enjoying the fall foliage in New England.and waht seems to be the last nice day of Indian Summer
I much prefer cool/cold weather over warm/hot. So...Indian Summer is not pleasurable for me. ;) I agree, though, it has been around forever, so global warming cannot be blamed. Sounds like a great Christmas read!
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