The air is a crisp 39 degrees these mornings though it is still warming up to the high 60s and low 70s during the day. Indian Summer is here: those late Summer and early Fall days for which one never knows how to dress. Should it be for the morning's chill or the afternoon's warmth? Layering becomes the order of the day. And being the sort of person I am, that means a trail of cotton sweaters and bolero jackets left behind.
Alas, though it is still warm enough for an afternoon of stitching on the patio, I am confined to an office and have been since August 25. Tomorrow, we kick off the Religious Education Program with Parent Orientation and Meet the Catechist Night and repeat the process on Thursday. It will be very good to see the children again. So much pleasanter than dealing with the duplicitous archdiocesan bureaucrats. This year will be bittersweet and full of last times as I will be retiring next September. So I am determined to enjoy every moment with the children. And, next year, I will be enjoying the Indian Summer afternoons stitching on the patio.