It had never occured to me how tied my view of color and temperature are. Weather, yes, in a broad sense. In BGO when everything was brown and dusty it was usually very hot and dry, and when everything was green and lush it was usually rainy and wet. In North Carolina, three seasons out of the year are reasonably green and warm. Summer is hot and muggy, but the skies are bright and the trees are green. By the time winter rolls around... and by winter I mean temperatures in the 50's, the trees are bare, the sky is gray, even the grass is bit dull. You can see your breath and you know it is just freezing weather! Perhaps a dusting of snow might be in the forecast.
Here in Exeter, it has been in the 50's on and off for a couple of weeks. It is very confusing as this started in September. The trees are still mostly green, the sky is a brilliant shade of blue and many folks are still running around in shorts. I am cold, but in a brisk sort of way. The brightness of the sky and the warmth of color all around seem to taunt a Southerner like myself. As if to say, "this isn't cold... this is refreshing!" Ha. I'm not fooled. Everyone that hears me open my mouth wonders where I am from and then looks sympathetically when I annouce we just moved from NC. "Just wait." they say. I murmur something about dressing appropriately. They respond "Yes, layers." or "learn to appreciate the outside winter sports." Hmmmm. I think to myself. My guess is I am about to see and experience more snow this winter than I have in 37 years of living. It will be fun. It will be fun. It will be fun. It will be fun. It will be fun.
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