Having been born in August, I like summer. I don't mind the heat and the killer Okinawan UV rays. The humidity does not bother me much. But my favorite season is autumn.
These past few days, the daytime temperature has dropped to a merciful 29 to 30 degrees. At night, I sleep with my fan on with my windows open but this morning I felt a slight chill. The days are getting shorter and the cicadas have stopped singing but it is a bit too early for the crickets. The fragrance of the dainty orange jessamine blossoms accents the night.
The evening breeze from my southern window is a little balmy and the skies are overcast. All of a sudden, I recall a scene from my childhood, walking home with my sister after playing all day in the sun. I am now much older than my mother was at the time.
Autumn in Okinawa is subtle and brief. Quickly forgotten with the arrival of the harsh winter winds.
I must enjoy it to the fullest lest it slips away.
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