The other day as I walked to the metro station to go to my language lesson, I could see my breath. It was August. I must confess that while I was ready to leave the heat of the deep south, I wasn’t ready to jump directly into fall. I was hoping that we would have a little bit of “women’s summer” (the Russian’s name for what American’s call “Indian summer”). But, oh well.
The last couple of days have been a bit warmer, but I’ve already had to put a hat on Isaiah that covers his ears. And I’m not just protecting myself from the railings of the babushkas, the wind has been really strong and cold. My ears haven’t been covered, and they’ve been cold!
But here we are, and here we are content, no matter what the weather may be. We’re hoping that cold this early means more snow this winter, since we didn’t really get that much snow last winter! Always trying to be positive. 🙂