First (Official) Weekend of Autumn
It's officially autumn. A beautiful time of year. This weekend should be one of apple or pumpkin picking. Or maybe a harvest stroll? Nope...this the first weekend in autumn in the Northeast means...a Nor'easter. Rain. Wind. Ick. The crisp air is soggy and the leaves that were just starting to turn to the crisp colors of the season are dripping and drooping. On this crappy weekend I should be grateful that I'm in the Pocono Mountains and not the NJ Shore. I still LOVE the NJ shore. (I always will.) I'm happy that I sold the house on the barrier island, even though from what I can see/tell it looks like the worst of the flooding (and there IS flooding; there will always be flooding) is further south. If I still had a house there I would be a wreck. I'm wreck enough without that, so it's a good thing that I am no longer invested in that. Again, love it and miss it, but don't miss the anxiety. And I DO wonder...