Autumn-Day 2

Wow, what a morning! It was the kind of cool, crisp morning that makes you feel so alive. As I told you before, I like my sweaters. I had a cozy sweatshirt on this morning and it was absolutely perfect for the day. My youngest got in the car for school and promptly turned on the seat warmer. I argued that it really wasn't that cold. I got the Junior High type, "Mom, you're crazy" look.

After returning home I stood outside for a bit because the feel of the air and the scent in the air was working hard to remind me of something. I just couldn't come up with what it was. All I know is, it was one of those feelings that make your heart beat a little faster. I personally could feel it trying to drag me back to a time in my childhood.

It's getting close to Halloween. I can remember the Halloweens spent in the south. Most times we could actually show off our costumes and not cover them up with heavy coats. However, even in S.C. the air could get quite crisp by the end of October.

When my brother and I were 4 and 5 years old people frequently thought we were twins. We were actually 11 months apart, I being the older. My mother had the clever idea to dress us as scarecrows for a community party with a costume contest. She sewed cute patches on some faded jeans, did a clever make up job on our faces and then stuffed us with hay. It stuck out at our ankles and wrists. I think it was poking out at the neck, too. I remember thinking at first how fun it was to be a scarecrow. Then it started itching. We had to endure for quite sometime to get throught the contest. All said and done, we didn't win. Bummer! I have to say we were the cutest. Ask my mom, she'll tell you.

Well, I've been everything from princesses to gypsies. Maybe I was a ghost once. I have to say I'm appalled by some of the really gruesome things that walk the street now. Those days were so simple. That was back in the day when you didn't have to be afraid of a rice krispie treat or other homemade treat. Now everything has to be produced and individually wrapped. I used to get some of the best cookies you've ever eaten. Those were the days.