Fall has arrived all golden and cold.
On this particular day leaden skies and the bluster and bite of a north wind precipitated dressing double-double and foraging for gloves and a toque before heading out for my evening exercise routine.
I was almost home again, head down into the wind, when I encountered a boy out walking his dog. The dog eyed me with curiosity from across the street, and so did the boy. He was wearing a light-weight hoodie, hood-up mode, and held the dog’s leash in bare hands.
The boy seemed to say something to me, but I couldn’t quite make it out (probably because my ears were fully swaddled). He repeated it, a little louder.
“It sure is nice and hot today!”
Oh really? Well, sure, why not?
“Why yes. Yes indeed. It sure is!” I played along.
“Just look at the beautiful sunny sky!” he continued, gesturing towards the mass of grey hovering above us.
“Isn’t it lovely? I hope you remembered sunscreen.”
“Sunscreen?” He chuckled. “Why yes. Yes indeed. I put lots on!”
And so we continued in opposite directions, both of us resisting the newness of cold in our own way.
Both of us with hearts warmed by a playful, imaginative interaction.
Let’s do more of this, world.