I grew up in Maine (although I’m not a true Mainer, as Mainers are quick to point out, since I was not born in the state) and when Tim and I moved to NC 8 years ago it was a bit of a shock. I remember thinking that we had made a big mistake, but I just hadn’t given NC a fair shake. There are many things that I like about the South, but one that is most obvious, and one that I am perhaps most vocal about, is the weather. It’s incredible. Yes, the summers are hot and humid- really hot and humid- but the spring completely makes up for the three months of uncomfortably stifling heat.
Today, February 18th, it was 70 degrees. There was barely a cloud in the sky, and only a light breeze. It was a spectacularly gorgeous day; the kind of sunny day where you can sit in the sun for hours and just soak up the warmth without ever getting too hot. The kind of day where a skirt and light sweater is all you need, still, at 7:30 pm. The kind of day that makes our town come alive.
Much of community life in Carrboro centers around our local cooperative, and on the first warm sunny Friday of (fingers crossed) spring, it was hopping. What we thought would be a short stop on the lawn for a quick snack and glass of wine to celebrate the completion and submission of Tim’s final writing grants turned into several hours with friends who had the same idea. Yes, 70 degrees in February is one reason I love the South.