Yea, Labor Day – Boo, Labor Day

Celebrated on the first Monday of September, this upcoming weekend is Labor Day, which is generally regarded as the final hoorah for summer – a bittersweet even melancholy period of the year, if you ask me.

Yes, I’m a big fan of summer and technically we have almost an entire month of summer to go before fall officially starts.  Still, once Labor Day passes, the clock begins to tick around here on the California Central Coast. You start noticing the shadows getting longer and although Septembers in Paso Robles are very capable of being downright hot, there’s also the knowledge that cooler mornings will be with us anytime.

There’s good to be had 

Don’t get me wrong, I love Paso Robles and fall brings some of the grandest and most picturesque times of the year. Having come from Los Angeles, where there really aren’t seasons and autumn’s color changes are faint at best, the rich and vibrant transformations in the Paso landscape including the beauty of a turning vineyard are quite spectacular.

However, that also means the end of hot temperatures and these past few years has been a bit of a conundrum. Winter and spring were warmer than normal and that was great and in fact there wasn’t that blustery spring we can get; but, when summer arrived, that perpetual late spring weather of mostly 80s and wind took the, well, summer out of summer.

This year, I’ve been hoping for a last stand by summer to give a shot of 100s, which can happen on Labor Day – that’s a good thing, as far as my opinion is concerned. And that leads us back to Labor Day where we will have plenty of tourists in town, getting one last little vacation in before returning to the rat race that is either the Bay Area or Greater L.A. I so, don’t miss that.

Come on in, comrades

Labor Day (also commemorated in Canada) is an almost Un-American celebration, since it’s dedicated to socialists movements dating back roughly 125 years ago. However, it’s an excuse for folks to stream into the Central Coast looking for wine tasting, a bit of entertainment and maybe even a trip to our beautiful coastline and beaches. Our accommodating and ever-growing hotels will be readied. Overall, it’s a relaxing place to be whether you’re visiting or living here.

College football season is starting which is another good and bad thing all rolled up in one. Like my father mentions during summer, when I remind him that the football season is getting closer, that’s not a good thing because it means the end of summer is coming – he’s a fanatical fan of summer like I am … or probably more so.

With harvest-time here, the final long weekend of the year is nearly upon us and with one last stab, summer will hopefully give everyone in the U.S. a warm and friendly sendoff. Enjoy yourself – I will try to do the same – but the mix of pleasure and surrendering of summer is on my mind.

“Sorrow and scarlet leaf, Sad thoughts and sunny weather. Ah me, this glory and this grief Agree not well together!” – Thomas Parsons

Salootie Patootie,

Daryle Hier

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One thought on “Yea, Labor Day – Boo, Labor Day

  1. jomommerz@yahoo.com

    Well, I for one am not sad that summer didn’t rear it’s hot temps like usual. The heat gets me down big time. But, it seems we are to have a better winter – better, in that we are to get more rain than in the last couple of winters. We need rain soooo badly, so will welcome it even if we have to beef up our big dirt hill out back somehow to keep it from coming down over the retaining wall and into the back yard. Salootie Patootie!

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