I’m one of those people that talks about the weather. This even though there hasn’t been much to say for the past few months except “it’s HOT,” usually accompanied by some sort of fanning motion that does absolutely no good whatsoever.
Saturday morning, though, I woke up and I knew. All the scorching summer long, we patiently reverse-hibernated in the blast of our air conditioner and we waited. I tried not to wish away those long summer months because even then I could tell that those times, they were so good to our little family of two. Besides, after summer come the holidays (side note: I pretty much always have a ready countdown in the back of my head re: Christmas [9 weeks!]), and the holidays always seem to come barreling on and through without any help speeding them away.
Still, there came a point in September where the light began to cool, just a little, and we lost interest in our evening swims. The rest of the world seemed to be doing fall right, in sweaters and pumpkin meals and leaves, but still we waited. I mean, if there’s one thing to learn about Arizona, it’s that this state always does things on its own terms, you know?
And so it came to pass that on Saturday, when we awoke to the vaguest chill from our open window, we knew: it was time for our inaugural bike ride of the not-summer. For 5 months, my bike had languished captive on our balcony (just mine- thanks for that, thieves who stole Josh’s brand-new bike in May) (sad face) (also, very mad face), but after a quick dust-off and a wobbly re-acquaintance we were all caught up.
And oh! Saturday’s bike ride was worth the hot, dry months of waiting. Thanks to a neighborhood yard sale, we rode the palm-tree-lined streets of the Willo historic neighborhood in the company of our neighbors on bikes, in strollers, walking and jogging. The bright morning sunshine was tempered by what could ALMOST be described as a cool breeze and friends, it was glorious. It was a morning full of the promise of many bike rides and evening walks and the world’s longest and best fall which melts right into spring and skips winter entirely.
All of this to say, welcome, gorgeous weather! I’m so happy you’re finally here.