October has come with alarming quickness. It started with a taste of fall temps to come which has been swiftly replaced by the muggy remembrances of summer. Allergies run rampant as usual for me this time of year so eye drops and Kleenex are always at hand. The month began with what I hope is not ominous of things to come. Enjoying the sneak at fall temps, I went for a nice run and came centimeters from putting my foot right through a rotting rat carcass that was on the path. After almost jumping into traffic and getting run over, I resumed my run with the occasional shivering reminder of the creature. I ran inside the next day just to make sure there was no repeat of that activity and then the muggy heat came again and banished me to the indoors for a few more days. Feeling better and almost forgetting the rat, I sat down at the computer to find that I had a special offer to “find my match” on senior singles.com – well, ain’t that a slap in the face! Normally I would laugh this off and in the end that is what I had to do, but since I am an October baby, jokes about age are not always easy to slough off this time of year. And since I am approaching my countless birthday as a single – it was especially unwelcome! But I managed to rise above it an thoroughly enjoy one of Savannah’s best annual events, Picnic in the Park. This year’s theme was Johnny Mercer music.
There were themed picnics, great music (mostly) great food and wine and lots of merriment with 10,000 of my closest friends sans, of course, Mimi who was particularly missed. As the end of the second week of October looms, I have to wonder what treasures, surprises and insults await the later half of the month. I sit and wait for the other shoe to drop humming Van Morrison’s Moondance and hoping for more treats than tricks.
