We got some rain here early this morning. Not a lot, but some. Looks like we may get a little more this evening, if what the radar suggests is correct.
Along with the rain came a plunge in the temperature.
Clearly, the weather has changed. And so has my costume. Gone are my shorts and bare feet, my constant summer uniform. Now it's jeans, socks and a soft pair of suede driving mocs. I'm still in a T-shirt, which alternates with aloha shirts as part of my summer uniform, but that now is covered by the light fleece jacket, which for a long time has been a part of my cool-weather wardrobe.
I do know how to dress up, if the occasion and my spousal unit demand – blazers, sport coats, suits and ties, and, if necessary, my Joseph Abboud tuxedo, complete with patent-leather dress shoes. But life in SoCal, as lived by a retired guy, rarely demands these accoutrements.
Usually it's shorts, sandals and an aloha shirt. Sounds about right, as long as we can mix in some rain and some warmies every once in awhile.