The very last Monday in September. In just a few days, we are scheduled to enter the month of --brrrrrrrrrrr! -- October. To those in better climates in the USA, that's not such a big deal. But it is not unknown to have that evil thing, snow, make an appearance in October!. I hate winter. I hate cold. I despise snow. I hate the months whose names end in "--ber" and the ones whose names end in "--ary". Loathe and despise and hate. Always have. Always will.
=== brief interlude here. The gray cat, Brutus by name, chose to pick this time to throw up all over the mat we have just inside the back door to wipe muddy and snowy feet on. Now bearing a pile of semi-used cat food, the stuff we buy particularly to be suitable for cats with sensitive digestions. Of course, it might simply be that he hogged more than his gut will hold. So, Yours Truly "got" the "joy" of taking the mat outside onto the far end of the drive and hosing the stuff off and hanging it over a garden rail to dry.
================ Today's high is expected to be around 70, which is not frigid. But last night saw us at around 40 degrees. 8 weeks from now, that 40 degrees will seem like a tropical climate, higher than the "high" we will see for the day. Or the week.
Dear Wife is on the recliner. She just too her week's shot of the "biologic" that is intended to help with the psoriatic arthritis as well as some of the effects of the range of autoimmune disorders that are inexorably destroying her body and making her miserable every day.
Tomorrow, we're scheduled to take Beloved Great Niece to some sort of a Little Kids event held weekly at the local branch of the public library. Should be A Wonderful Time. I've spent much of my life, particularly up to around age 30, in libraries. Being poor was part of that: the library is free to use (overdue fines being a separate matter), and both Dear Wife and I, and my family, and our daughters, are all Readers. Doesn't hurt to infect the Little One with that. Her parents, and theirs as well, aren't. Perhaps we can effect some change there.
And we've just had an un-predicted rain hit. Some was predicted for around 2 p.m., but we're well short of that. I think of such things as self-appointed All Wise Superior Beings confidently tell us what the world's climate will Surely Be in 50 years if we don't bow to their superior wisdom.
The Old Testament reading today is chapters 7, 8, and 9 of Isaiah. Worth reading and re-reading very frequently.
The New Testament reading for this evening is chapter 4 of the Epistle to the Galatians.