Here, in Tennessee, they have a season after summer. It’s called fall. And it is lovely. It’s been in the 60s at night. That’s like a South Florida winter. The only downside is that I didn’t keep any long-sleeved stuff out of our Pod that we packed all of our stuff up in 2 months ago.
They also follow the “no white after Labor Day” rule, which is bologna. (I have to admit that I originally typed that as “baloney” before my brain woke up and changed it.) (I also want you to know that I had to sing the Oscar Mayer song to make sure I spelled it right)
I just want to announce here that if my white pants still fit me, I would be wearing them after Labor Day. 🙂
Anyway, fall is here and it is wonderful. I haven’t been melting every time I walk out the door. You people from Florida should come up and see it.