Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Sweet Autumn


Actually, Sweet Autumn is the name of this bodacious clematis growing up my friend's mailbox.

I find very little that is sweet about autumn. It's just a showy prelude to death winter, which lasts anywhere from 5 to 6 months in Chicago. Which means it's time to get out the anti-depressants, lightboxes, and cases of wine, just a few of the components of this Chicagoan's winter survival kit.

I don't remember exactly when I became anti-autumn. Used to be, fall meant Mizzou football games, keggers and boys, crisp new clothes, Bic pens, and academic beginnings.

Now it's too much chocolate consumed in a fetal position while wearing a Snuggie. (Actually, this is a metaphorical Snuggie.)

Last year, I survived winter because I knew we were leaving for Savannah, GA, in February. It's what got me through January's hellacious snowstorms. 

Dogs and children, know that your very lives were saved by this trip south to sunshine and water.

The very best part is, we may probably/pretty much/dear Lord let it be so get to do it again this February.

I can live with that, right?


Johanna said...

Can't wait to see you in February. If it gets to be too much for you before then, remember that I have 2 guest rooms that will always be open to welcome you! May bring dogs, husbands and grandchildren----

Kathy and Freddy said...

Wow, you really do hate winter!
If you go see Johanna, you must swing down Boca- way too!

Alison said...

Columbia, SC is nice that time of year. You are invited but will have to think about that husband of yours... ;)

Anonymous said...

Mrs JP

You guys are also welcome on Arlington Drive. We are ever so slightly further south than you--I think.

Mr B

Naperville Now said...

Mr. B -- Thanks for the invite!

Carol said...

I have the same "dread" of fall, no matter how beautiful the weather. It's just a matter of waiting for the other shoe to drop.