Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Overheard at Table 3: September in the Rain


As we leave September, we must remember the rain.

When I grew up - in the mid-Midwest, September always heralded the upcoming cool of Autumn.   August was behind us, and the temperatures began to drop and it seemed as though the air was filled with new possibilities.   And the rain was calming, and clear, and so wonderfully cool.

I do miss those times.  Now that I live in Houston, September is merely an extension of August, and whatever rains DO happen in September are usually hurricanes, or at least torrents of tropical storms, which simply leave the land full of humidity and heat and mosquitoes.

Still, Julie London's version of this song harkens back to the days of my childhood.  

THAT September ... in THAT rain.

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