The Hot Season

Yesterday's post was prompted by this post that you are about to read. I just decided yesterday's post needed writing first. 😉 Both have to do with how reading something sends you on a wild goose chase of thoughts.

The book I am reading and haven't finished yet, is well written and has held my interest. It is not a page turner as I am reading it slowly each evening. I hope it turns about to be worthy of some of my stitching time.

The main character, a young girl was coming in after walking home from school in New Orleans. She was hot as one who has lived in the Deep South can definitely relate.

So these lines from the book sent me off on a real spin of sorts to prompt two posts.

After being told her face is as red as a Creole tomato, she responds with, "That's because New Orleans only has one season. Hot." 
The other character replied, "No, baby we got seasons. We got oyster season, crawfish season, shrimp season, crab season. Come to think of it, we got alligator season, hurricane season, Mardi Gras season. We got a whole mess of seasons around these parts. And baby, it's only the end of May. come September, even I begin to sweat."

This prompted me to think how hot it can be so much of the year here. Everyone is certainly aflutter over the heat this October, but it is not a new phenomenon. I can remember in high school that our homecoming was always in October. It was so difficult to plan what to wear for the game and dance. Some of those years were cool and you could wear a blazer, but some of them were downright hot. I even remember in college that the homecoming court on some years wore skirts and blazer suits while some years a short sleeved dress. Of course back then we didn't have a weather app on our phones with 10 day forecasts either. It was a guessing game on purchasing THE outfit.

Last year was hot as heck! Many times when we have this kind of heat late into the year, we worry about possible storms in the Gulf. I have had my eyes on the Gulf for just that. So far so good.

I guess I am officially old because I talk about the weather a lot! I remember thinking as a kid that old folks talked about the weather a good bit. I wonder if our tolerance for the extremes is just lessened with age.

It also made wonder about what seasons other than spring, summer, fall, and winter I observed. Hurricane would be a the top of the list. Growing up I heard a lot about hunting season from relatives; whether it was deer, turkey, or quail season. Football season is a season for sure in the south and I always loved baseball season. Most all of the seasons are hot with the exception of late December and January. An occasional week of cold can be thrown into February or even March sometimes. I have already shared that choosing attire is somewhat summer attire almost year round  thrown in with rules of no white shoes and seersucker. Those rules set seasons for us southerners. I like to wear certain colors and patterns in the fall even though they might be sleeveless.

I decided I had lamented enough about the heat yesterday and decided to do something useful. I gave my refrigerator a deep cleaning. It was needed and nice standing in the cool!
My plan for next week is just to buckle down and do some more chores like that so that when it does cool down I can spend it outside.

How's that for a good attitude?!

Stitching friends, I promise my next post will be a stitching one:)
Sandy