Happy first day of Fall. 

Well, actually the Autumnal Equinox happened at 3:50 a.m. so today is officially the first day or Fall.

As I enjoyed the other storytellers an' was tellin' stories myself it was 91 degrees in Wilmore, Kentucky. The More Tales Storytelling Festival was awesome, by the way. But 91 degrees?

Hey now, ain't this here supposed to be the Autumnal Equinox? What happened to gentle breezes to cool us off? Brightly colored leaves of yellow, orange an' red fallin' gently hither an' yon as we sat, sippin' sweet tea an' listenin' to stories? Maybe the ladies pullin' their sweater up over their shoulders to keep the chill off, or wrappin' their youngin's 'round with a throw as they sat engrossed in story?

Nay, nay. Instead we all sat with parched throat, lips blistered from the heat. It were so hot that little robins was dippin' the red worms they pulled from the soil in water to cool them off before eatin' them. I saw a cat what had made little shoes from dead mice for its feet to keep from gettin' its paws burned.

There was a feller downtown there what had already fried two eggs, four pieces of bacon, some hash browns and two pancakes on the sidewalk for his breakfast an' was workin' on a pork roast for his supper right there on the asphalt of the road down by the railroad.

One of the Baptist preachers there had to change his "Fire an' Brimstone" sermon to just "Brimstone" as the heat had already caught fire to his 3 pages of sermon notes.
One feller was sweatin' so bad as he stood in the back of the tent listenin' to the storytellers I saw him take his shoes off three times to dump out sweat what had gathered in them. One time I bet he dumped maybe three or four gallons out.

That were good though, for I saw a dandy-lion leanin' into the shower of liquid an' singin' a cheerful song... "showers of blessin'" it sang.

Truth be told though, in spite of it bein' a warm day, the crowd enjoyed the day an' it were truly a wonderful day of "More Tales."