Wet yes, cool not as much

Fall in Florida. That means wet, and if we’re lucky temperatures that dip below 80. I had the doors and windows open for almost an hour this morning before it warmed up into the high 80’s and the heat drove me to turn on the air.

So if fall won’t come to me, I’ll go to fall. I found it on Aisle 5. Pumpkin scented candles. And Aisle 7 – Black towels with orange pumpkins and a holiday greeting. Back in Garden and Outdoors, there were pumpkin garbage bags for stuffing with leaves (we’ve got plenty of those,even if most of them are from last winter – where’s my yard boy been?), and windsocks with witches and ghosts.

And fall wouldn’t be complete without the collapse of the Mets. Baseball is one pitch away from being over in this house for the year. Ok, it’s over.

October is a day away. A trip south , a trip north, and the start of winter golf are between me and Halloween.

I’m ready.