Lexical Gap No. 32: Zoilus

September 2022 summary

Pollux enjoying the fall equinox at the dog park by stealing someone’s Tupperware and running around with it.

Growing up in Southern California, I had always imagined September on the East Coast to be the Most Perfect Fall Month,™ with crisp days and chilly nights, the leaves turning the moment the calendar turns to September 1st. Despite having lived on the East Coast for over half my life now, I’ve never quite lost that belief that fall begins as soon as August ends.

The humidity broke in late August, but it has only turned cool in the past week or so. The air conditioning has not been needed for a while, and morning pee breaks with the boys now require the addition of a plush robe to keep warm. We’re only a few weeks away from fuzzy house socks, I can feel it.

I can’t wait.