My Brother Would Freak Out

I suppose I would be shivering if I were there now, in Illinois. Many years ago at about this time of year I shivered on the way to class walking across campus on cold and drizzly fall mornings. I tried riding a bike for a while, but holding onto the metal handlebars in the rain didn't offer much refuge from the cold.

That was many years ago in mid-October.

Outside today the Texas sun shined and the sky was blue and the grass was green and the trees soaked up the sunlight. Outside today our lone bluebonnet tracked the sun as it crossed the street and disappeared behind the ash trees, who are lucky that we've had such an easy spring and summer and now fall. And the Blackfoot daisy raised its two white blossoms. And the lantana by the mailbox exploded in pink and yellow. And the lantana by the edge of the yard exploded in lavender.

Trudy turned and looked at me in the car this afternoon. Your brother would freak out at this weather, she said. He would. And he would go running. Because I know darned tootin' well that it's not as nice running today in Chicago as it is down here in Austin.

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