Finally Banishing The Crocs For The Season


I'm starting to come around to the unsettling idea that autumn, my favorite season by far, is going to be a bust this year.

Summer may have officially given way to fall nearly two weeks ago, but high temperatures are only just now getting the message. They are expected to be more seasonal this weekend after spiking in record territory.

While I was at my brother's house in Putnam County this week, the thermometer reached the mid 90s. I was starting to think my wife would be rolling her eyes at my footwear well into December.

The eye-rolling begins in the spring, when temperatures start heating up. I like to make a big deal out of finding my Crocs in the dark corner of the closet where my wife likely tried to hide them the previous fall.

I'll pull them out and say something fairly obvious like, "Hey look! I found my Crocs!"

Then I'll slip them on to a heavy sigh from my crestfallen wife.

Now, however, I'm done with them. Any excitement I had about Crocs as my summer footwear of choice has long since worn off. I'd like nothing better for my wife to attempt to hide them again, and get back into the sort of sturdy leather boots that working men wear.

The change in the weather is a relief, not just for me (and my Crocs loathing wife) but for the neighborhood trees as well. I fear, though, that it's too little too late for them.

I'm hardly an expert on West Virginia's vaunted fall foliage season, but with the oppressive heat that's only just now breaking and very little rain, it seems more and more likely that it will at least be delayed, if not a dud. Some of the neighborhood trees are already shedding their leaves. Others are droopy and appear ready to drop theirs just as the foliage season usually gets underway.

Blink and you might miss it this year. Pray that I'm wrong.

West Virginia is usually a fall color playground. These old mountains put on quite a show each fall. The rich reds, golds, oranges and browns of autumn rival the dramatic color change in New England. It's one of the great pleasures of living here.

Temperatures easing to a more seasonal level should help. But we could also use a little rain. Actually, more than a little. The trees could use a long, stiff drink.

There's some wet weather in the forecast for next week. But it doesn't look like much right now. Truth be told, I wouldn't be surprised if the seasonal transition skips fall altogether this year -with summer moving directly into winter.

At least one seasonal marker won't be skipped.

My Crocs are ready to be put up for the summer.

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