It was mighty dark when I woke up this morning.  Imagine my surprise when I looked at the clock and it was getting on toward seven o’clock.  It seems such a short time ago that it was full light by 5:30 in the morning.  I guess Fall is truly on its way.

Ten days from now on September 23 and we’ll be officially into autumn. I, of course, am still saying that we really didn’t have much summer weather, though my friends say I’m crazy.  But, it didn’t seem like there were all that many days when we could sit outside in comfort — with sunshine and no wind.  Truly, all those windy afternoons don’t say “summer” to me.

Or, maybe we’ll have a few weeks of “Indian Summer” — egads!  That’s probably not politically correct to say anymore either.  (I looked it up and found:  “An Indian summer is a period of unseasonably warm, dry weather that sometimes occurs in autumn in temperate regions of the northern hemisphere.”  Then I looked to see if it is PC to say so and learned: “The AMS says using the phrase is discouraged and claims that it is disrespectful of Native American people. In its place, the AMS chose Second summer – another phrase used to express an unseasonably warm and dry period in autumn in mainly temperate climates of North America.”

Then I had to look up AMS.  Oh my.  I found all sorts of meanings but nothing that related it to being the arbitrator for Politically Correct.  “Altered mental status (AMS) is a general term referring to a change to your average mental function” was one example. Another informed me that “The Agricultural Marketing Service (AMS) administers programs that create domestic and international marketing opportunities for U.S. producers of food, fiber, and specialty crops.”

And the beat went on.  Not worth the aggravation.  I take it all back.  I don’t really care what kind of weather we have going forward — politically correct or not.  It’s just too damned difficult for this old broad to keep up!