at least according to the leaves. It's actually still way too hot here, with temps in the high 20s, low 30s. Ugg. When we went to the Parc Omega on the 1st lots of trees were turning then, too, but this one is from one of the shrubs in front of our house. I love it.
Speaking of fall... I don't know what gets into people. I guess the summer goes on for so long here, starting in April, that by August people are sick of everything summery and can't wait to jump into fall, perhaps believing if they dress like fall and act like it's fall, then maybe it will be. The first few days of September were no cooler than any other day of the summer, yet simply because it was September, people were going around dressed in entirely too warm clothes. On the Tuesday after Labour Day I walked up to the Shoppers on Bank Street during my lunch break and couldn't help but laugh to myself. It was a respectable 25 degrees. The only concession to the impending fall season was the ever-so-slight breeze. I passed a young girl wearing flip flops, capris and a tank top. Behind here was another young girl wearing boots, jeans and a scarf around her neck. All stylish but still... it was 25 degrees. Who wears boots and a scarf in 25 degrees? The next woman I passed was wearing a halter top and an extremely short mini skirt. Believe it or not, the person following her was wearing a turtleneck sweater. Unreal. I get how badly everyone wants fall to be here. I'm one of those people, too. But what gives? I can only assume those who dive into heavier fall fashions as soon as September comes, must also be those silly people who still follow that "no white after labour day" silliness!
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