I've lived in Florida all my life and I don't ever remember having a hurricane and a cold front arrive at the same time.
Hurricane Wilma is and was well south of us. It was 59 degrees at 5:30 this morning, 57 degrees at 9:30AM. Looks like the cold front is sitting on top of us and protecting us. It's been windy with intermittent rain for 12 hours with a few feeder bands but nothing much worse. I am looking forward to a windy, cool day, and we're expecting a low of 42 tonight and a chilly 39 degrees tomorrow morning. This was the longest summer but even so, at least I didn't have to deal with three hurricanes like last year. The State of Florida is well -prepared for hurricanes of any magnitude. You will never see any New Orleans-like fiascos here. In a few weeks, you will not even be able to tell that we had this storm. In fact, Key West which got pummeled by Wilma, plans to go ahead with most of their world famous Fantasy Fest events over the next two weeks. The Conch Republic knows how to celebrate with gusto.
Our local Fall Festival went off as planned even with Hurricane Wilma waiting in the wings. In fact, it was miserable hot and humid. I guess I shouldn't complain since it didn't rain but it would have been great if the cooler weather had reached us just one day earlier.
We enjoyed old and new friends and had a great fall weekend with plenty of adult beverages, roasted oysters and lots of laughs. Our first guest was sort of a quiet fella. He didn't drink anything or talk to anyone.
By Sunday morning, there were a few empty bottles left sitting on our porch rails. Apparently, we have some quiet neighbors with very steady hands who guzzle beer after dark.
The sky is getting brighter, the wind is blowing hard and cold from the north and I see a glimpse of blue. Looks like I will have to change my shorts for jeans and socks and go close a few windows. Goodbye, summer!