Don’t I wish I was sitting on a Gulf Coast beach in Florida right now! Instead, I’m still in the Midwest waiting for a few more family events before I can return to my adopted home of SW Florida.
It would be hot there. But - it’s hotter here in the midwest. But as anyone knows there are different kinds of hot. Both locations would be sunny and humid. But the still, windless days of August in the Midwest feel hotter than the same temperature and humidity with a nice salty breeze off the Gulf.
The change of seasons are more subtle in the deep south. Here, early signs of fall are seen in the woods and fields. One of the first to turn into fall color are sassafras trees. The green of the other trees are a tired, worn out looking green. Summer itself seems to be tired. The fencerows sport scarlet patches of sumac and brown dried grasses. I’m seeing Monarch butterflies and birds are beginning to gather into flocks, practicing for their return to their winter home. I make my morning coffee while it's still dark.
In just a few weeks, this snowbird will happily return to SW Florida - to my home of winter sunshine. I always like to make note of the first palm tree I see on the drive. One year, I saw them in Montgomery AL. Of course they were intentionally planted as part of the landscaping in front of a expensive hotel. No matter! It meant I was getting close to home! ~pam