October: the opal-ine month. No ruby-ric as in July. No peri-doting as in August. No blue, blue, saphire-ine September.
The weather seemed to relent, for a little while, when the month turned. There have been a few cool mornings that were de-humid-ized into comfort.
But the ruby of July seems to have boosted us back into the nineties. The calendar is false if the weather can be believed. We long to sink into the opaline days that have fire at the heart only around noontime.
Even the coconut sought to come into the air conditioning. Must be why it left the tree...
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One day we will be able to pull out our sweaters and maybe even wear a leather jacket for one day or two.
Perhaps, "In a Galaxy far, far away..."
I hate those five days of the year it dips below 70 in the afternoon.
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