I have to tell you, we had a miserable June and July. It was hot and oppressive, and I was dreading August, which is usually the worst summer month here in Philadelphia. Then something weird happened. The weather gods took pity on us, and we have had an amazing August. A bit strange, granted, what with an earthquake and Hurricane Irene brushing by all in the same week, but gorgeous nonetheless.
Speaking of that earthquake, I feel robbed. I didn’t notice it. Oh well. I seem to remember there being an earthquake here on the east coast ten or twenty years ago, so maybe in another ten or twenty, we’ll have another, and I’ll feel that one.
As for Hurricane Irene, she was lovely. I mean, she did dump a lot of water on us, and I understand that she caused some havoc, mainly at points south, but for us, personally? No big deal. It rained a ton on Saturday, and when I’d checked the forecast on Saturday morning, it said rain and 40-50 mph winds for Sunday, so we planned on staying in Sunday. Then Sunday came. And it was a bit windy, but the rain stopped by mid-morning, and we opened all the windows, and the breeze coming through the house was everything good that a breeze coming through the house could possibly be. Majka went grocery shopping, and Elsie and I took a walk down to Kelly Drive to see the Schuylkill River flooded over it, which Elsie found fascinating. The wind was kicking up enough that the flood water created little waves on the road, and Elsie dipped her feet in. Afterwords, she said that she hoped “the lake” would stay like that forever.
Yesterday, post Irene, was about as beautiful a day as you could hope for. Temps in the upper 70s, cool, a light breeze, no humidity, just gorgeous, and I know I already used the word gorgeous, but that’s what it was. It was gorgeous, and today is the same. We walked up to the Philadelphia University campus and reveled in the perfect weather with all of the college kids who have returned for the school year.
It feels like fall already, and August in Philadelphia never feels like fall. Some people (Majka) are worried that this means we’ll have an early and long winter, but I’m not going to be pessimistic. No, we are having an early and long fall. It will be glorious, and I will appreciate every day of it.