a nonmigrating bird

The weather has been fluctuating on a daily basis in these parts lately. One day, it is hot like the summer in late July. Next day, it is cool like spring in early April. It was so cool a few days this week that I was considered turning on the furnace to take the chill out of the air.

I expect that as June progresses, it will become more like summer and less like spring, which means I will be hanging up my wig and heels until the cooler weather returns in September.

I do have two en femme outings planned later this month: the Creative Cocktail Hour at Real Art Ways on the 21st and another outreach at Southern Connecticut State University on the 25th, so I hope the weather is cooperative. I'd prefer cool, but hot is ok as long as it is not humid.

If I was a bird, I could migrate north to cooler climes during the summer and be able to dress en femme all year long. But, I am not a bird, so my annual summer hiatus from emulating a bird is upon me.