Platonic Fall

It is the most outrageously perfect fall day. If you set out to design the perfect fall day this is what you'd order up. Perfect temperature: warm sun, cool fresh air, no cold wind. Perfect jeans-and-a-light-hoodie weather. Perfect colors: blue sky elaborately empty of clouds, yellow leaves, some chartreuse and orange and umber. Red pineapple sage sparklers in everyone's leftover gardens, some late pink roses and some late purple mums. (I think they're mums.)

I wish that called off business for weather on both ends of the spectrum. Of course we call off business when there's snow and ice and rally as a community in the face of weather that is extremely bad. But how about if the superintendent got up in the morning and thought, Holy Cow, it's dangerous to keep people INside in weather like this! and cancelled the schools and the meetings and most of the businesses opened late and closed early. And as a community we could rally around the extremely good weather. A day for frying the green tomatoes and harvesting the leftover herbs and having a chance to visit your friend who lives down the street but who you never see.