The summer that wasn’t

I have lived in western Washington a long time now, long enough that I should be used to Seattle’s weather, but the instability of it still baffles me. Here it is, the last week of September and our tepid “summer” has leaped right into nippy autumn. The leaves are turning brown (I sure would like to see an east coast autumn, with the reds and oranges) and across this half of the state, furnaces are kicking on.

A bone-chilling dampness ensures that every single achy joint in my body knows it is only forty-eight degrees outside. I brought in my houseplants last night, and I will be picking the last of my green tomatoes this week. Nighttime frost is now a very real danger.

It looks like we may be headed to an early and cold winter – guess I had better get to knitting up some new hats and mittens!

Oh, and Halloween? This might be a good year to go as a polar bear.


About wonkydonkey

You want random? You got it. Mostly knitting and gardening, with some home improvements, pets, baking, family, and the occasional bad joke thrown in for good measure. This blog is mine; it is a place where I can insist upon proper grammar or break my own rules and degrade into slang on a whim. Either way, it's still mine. I love the Internet.
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One Response to The summer that wasn’t

  1. mcwieser says:

    come visit our yard. We’ve got some yummy yellows and a few oranges are starting to pop. I highly recommend a Virgnina creeper for oranges and reds in Seattle!

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