Not Summer
Oct. 19th, 2013 12:40 pmLast Saturday it was in the 90s. Sunday morning was in the 50s and I let T talk me into a radical concept: long pants.
I of course switched to shorts by the afternoon, but it was the first long pants of the new season.
Because it is now officially Not Summer. This is a season only understood by those who live in Texas. Or perhaps Florida. Capriciously timed, it can start as late as November. Retailers seem utterly unaware, offering such ludicrous choices as sweaters, garish flannel and snow boots to shorts/flipflop-clad shoppers sweltering in 95F+.
I of course switched to shorts by the afternoon, but it was the first long pants of the new season.
Because it is now officially Not Summer. This is a season only understood by those who live in Texas. Or perhaps Florida. Capriciously timed, it can start as late as November. Retailers seem utterly unaware, offering such ludicrous choices as sweaters, garish flannel and snow boots to shorts/flipflop-clad shoppers sweltering in 95F+.