Wednesday, October 26, 2005

By any other name

You might call it Autumn. I call it Fall. One could refer to it as the season of Halloween and Thanksgiving, maybe the season of the Witch or that of harvest moons.

Pshaw on all that.

What I learned last night is that one could also refer to it as the Hiding-the-Wine season. The ground gets cooler this time of year and, yeah, even here in Southeast Texas, that's true. So, if you find yourself at your neighborhood Stop-n-Go, then go ahead and plan for the future and pick up some mini-bottles (you know, the screw-top jobs) to bury into the ever-cooling earth in your front flower beds for a nice little gift to yourself on a later day when you find that you just want to go outside on the front porch for a minute by yourself, thanks.

The good thing is that you can discard the empties back there as well.

If you recognize yourself here, then hopefully you don't have the kind of friends who will re-landscape your entire yard as a birthday gift for you in the Spring, and subsequently stumble upon that particular graveyard. Because those friends, they will bust you on it bad.

That's all I'm going to say about that.


Anonymous said...

That is so know those empties belonged to my neighbor...


Leesa said...

That is interesting.never heard of that. If we buried anything in the ground here this time of would freeze:)

Anonymous said...

I have been told that there is help available for that these days... as a matter of fact I hear Betty Ford's clinic is really good

Duly Inspired said...

Anon - Thanks, is the ground cool there too?

Reading said...

Dear Anon. They refused our request for a group discount and matching t-shirts as a parting gift.