tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post8865540222311879113..comments2007-09-21T07:12:36.510-07:00GIRL'S GONE CHILDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-71025347578276379152007-09-21T07:12:00.000-07:002007-09-21T07:12:00.000-07:00oh i'd trade all the snow we get in one year for one year of endless sun and summer...Anjahttp://edenphotos.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-42395721750277009492007-09-20T13:08:00.000-07:002007-09-20T13:08:00.000-07:00Halloween 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.Cathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05972809579257142088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-54564064473436676552007-09-19T23:26:00.000-07:002007-09-19T23:26:00.000-07:00My 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.Troyhttp://www.notworldfamous.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-18465841966399925812007-09-19T20:33:00.000-07:002007-09-19T20:33:00.000-07:00Goodnight 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<BR/>And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong<BR/>After the boys of summer have gone... or something like that.Bill Ghttp://bgathen.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-72415017675398043552007-09-19T14:46:00.000-07:002007-09-19T14:46:00.000-07:00This 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, mmm...boots and sweaters...Baby in Broadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00084772004964983968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-90599716453227024802007-09-19T13:10:00.000-07:002007-09-19T13:10:00.000-07:00I 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. <BR/><BR/>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.mrs. Q.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-76932671914914883272007-09-19T12:46:00.000-07:002007-09-19T12:46:00.000-07:00it is supposed to rain on thurs/fri, actually. (rain? what's that?) get out archer's umbrella and boots, it's PUDDLE TIME!mfknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-38941743770367574942007-09-19T12:31:00.000-07:002007-09-19T12:31:00.000-07:00I 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.kittenpiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-73263652702475355632007-09-19T11:39:00.000-07:002007-09-19T11:39:00.000-07:00I'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.ImpostorMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14886941703807825266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-43403384016954776802007-09-19T07:31:00.000-07:002007-09-19T07:31:00.000-07:00I could go for that perpetual weather. I love this time of year, but hate what it signals for later -- ice, cold, snow.PunditMomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12919969826505761593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-31858340131718528052007-09-19T06:22:00.000-07:002007-09-19T06:22:00.000-07:00I 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.verybadcathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165669026456204641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-66824928884131123322007-09-19T04:39:00.000-07:002007-09-19T04:39:00.000-07:00Bossy is so ready for coooooool.BOSSYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12137297805742498961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-16186471720419569382007-09-18T21:15:00.000-07:002007-09-18T21:15:00.000-07:00How pathetic is it that I'm celebrating that it was only 97 degrees today.Meemohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14097227932245447166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18751784.post-63108763288567249562007-09-18T20:12:00.000-07:002007-09-18T20:12:00.000-07:00That sounds awesome. Holy crap I can't wait for it to get colder in Texas...Jonathon Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08442322427062128683noreply@blogger.com