It's the End of the Summer As We Know It...

Archer and Jackson play in Jackson's water table

And I feel fine

Better than fine, in fact.

This week marks the beginning of the end of summer: my favorite time of the year. When the sun cools and there's a nip at night and air-conditioning can be replaced with fresh-air through the windows and an open sunroof and a playground slide that isn't 567,000 degrees.

When wardrobe is not limited to wife-beaters and jeans, and this years flip-flops hit the trash and knit hats and scarves and jackets are almost wearable again. Almost. (I mean, it's never really cold here but a girl can't ignore Fall fashion, even if the rain hates to fall here and snow doesn't even know Los Angeles exists.)

Today I wore a sweater. And closed-toe shoes. And it was perfect. And Archer wore his babylegs as arm-warmers under his tee-shirt.

Around here, there isn't really a proper "end" to summer. It's kind of our permanent season. So we don't have to bid adieu to splashing water tables and ducking into the only available shade. Not really.

Well, maybe a water table in winter is a little bit much. Regardless, the time has come to say goodbye to the rabid sun and the sand that finds its way onto everything all summer long, and hello to Halloween-costume planning and long shadows to dance upon. Three cheers!

A happy ending to a seemingly endless summer. Farewell ye multiple-showers a day. So long, heat rash. Goodnight hairbrush. Goodnight mush. And the old woman whispering hush. Etc. Etc. The end.


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Jonathon Morgan | 8:12 PM

That sounds awesome. Holy crap I can't wait for it to get colder in Texas...

Meemo | 9:15 PM

How pathetic is it that I'm celebrating that it was only 97 degrees today.

BOSSY | 4:39 AM

Bossy is so ready for coooooool.

Anonymous | 6:22 AM

I lived without four season for ten years, but no more. Our temps dropped 15 degrees last week, and I am loving it. :) It won't be long until the leaves change- my very favorite time of year.

PunditMom | 7:31 AM

I could go for that perpetual weather. I love this time of year, but hate what it signals for later -- ice, cold, snow.

ImpostorMom | 11:39 AM

I've worn closed toed shoes all week. It amazes me how nice the weather here in GA has become just in the past couple of days. It wasn't too long ago that it was something like 400 degrees outside. I love fall and our winters never get that bad.

kittenpie | 12:31 PM

I love this time of year, too. A touch nippy, but not chill yet. Clear skies. I can bust out the sweaters I love and cute jackets and forgo painting my toenails quite so often. It's refreshing after the heat and humidity.

Anonymous | 12:46 PM

it is supposed to rain on thurs/fri, actually. (rain? what's that?) get out archer's umbrella and boots, it's PUDDLE TIME!

Anonymous | 1:10 PM

I live in New England, so this time of year is bittersweet. While I love the cranberry harvest, picking apples, carving pumpkins, and cool air in the late afternoon, I still can't help but feel sad that we will no longer be able to eat ice cream outside in the early evening, swim in the surf or jump off the dock at my mom's pond. Summer is by far my favorite time of year. Nothing makes me feel more like a kid.

My sister has a ritual-- when she sees a flock of Canada Geese flying south in a "V", she says, "goodbye summer." It started this week and I get choaked up every time.


This post kind of made me miss living in Southern California. Summer in the Pacific Northwest is a little bit like notyetnotyetnotyetnotyetNOW!toolate. By the time you find your sandals, it's time for boots and sweaters again. On the other hand, and sweaters...

Anonymous | 8:33 PM

Goodnight sun, Goodnight beach, Goodnight summertime out of reach, Goodnight Fireflies, Goodnight sand, Hello Autumn right at hand... But I can see you- Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun, You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone... or something like that.

Anonymous | 11:26 PM

My favorite part of this time of year is being able to see your breath in the crisp fresh morning air when you leave the house, all the while knowing that by noon you'll still be comfortable in shorts and sandals.

Cath | 1:08 PM

Halloween costume planning huh? Here parents have to make costumes so that they fit over a one-piece snowsuit and boots. And don't forget the wool hat, too. Kinda narrows the possibilities. Not that it usually snows on Halloween night, but it's so goddamn cold that it could.

Anonymous | 7:12 AM

oh i'd trade all the snow we get in one year for one year of endless sun and summer...