I swear I saw a few fluttering flakes drifting on the air yesterday. Some of my customers at work last night informed me that the forecast for the end of the week includes a chance of snow. The high temperatures are now in the 40’s and 50’s and the lows cause your breath to show on the air.
Yes folks, this is late October in Maine.
Simon, my Father (his Papa), and I played out in a local field yesterday. Until then, an extra sweatshirt layer would suffice, but not anymore. This day required I bundle my baby up in a coat for the first time of the season. Much to my dismay, he refused to keep his hood on. I suppose, though, that I cannot blame him, since the coat is a size too big and the hood practically covers his eyes. Still, Mummas tend to worry about things like cold, red noses and improperly covered ears.
I enjoyed his delight in finding objects of nature. Objects that may be covered under a white blanket before too long. A bright, crunchy leaf. A fluffy, yellow dandelion. Dandelion seeds to blow into the air. He loved being allowed to run free, whichever direction he chose, which is something he does not get at home, living so close to a busy street. A soccer field must seem never ending when you are only one year old.
As for me, even a turtleneck with a jacket and scarf left me wishing for a coat like Simon’s. However, I mostly forgot because I was taking in the foliage and watching my happy toddler. I wish we could have stayed longer.