No more seersucker, or straw hats after Labor Day, the fashion mavens say, and that goes even for you good people in the Deep South, where the steamy days of summertime can linger almost until Halloween.
It has seemed in North Carolina lately more like the dog days of August than a time for the first clear, crisp breaths of fall, when, once Labor Day has passed, we’re supposed to cool down at night and enjoy those new breezes of a new season. Yes, let’s get out the box from storage will all the scarves and sweaters and prepare ourselves. It won’t be long now.
But it will be, and we know it. Still, don’t think a seasonal change has not come upon us. School’s back in session, and the change is seen, if not in breezes, in buses. The yellow ones with the precious cargo tell us a new year has come.
In offices, vacation is spent, and executives and sales people gear up for the push until Christmas. They’ll be trying to make those goals in time for bonuses. And most of us will try to wait patiently for the first good work break at Thanksgiving.
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Ah, Thanksgiving. One can almost hear the leaves rustling...
Or, imagine the rustling, anyway.