It was October, but Margo was still wearing short summer skirts. While the leaves had begun to change color and fall to the ground, Margo was still holding out hope that summer might last a little longer. Possibly a warm week was to come, it would not be surprising as the weather in Vermont often plays games with us. Rather than abandon all hope of warmth and give in to sweater weather, Margo had decided to keep their summer outfits in rotation. Short skirts and tank tops until snow falls. Margo knew that when that warm week did come they would be ready while everyone else was scrambling to find some lighter garments.
While Margo often got odd stares from the kids at school she didn’t give up. The memories of summer were too precious to let go. While fall can be a delightful season, for Margo nothing beats the freedom and style of summer. At first glance one might think Margo is holding onto the comfortable clothes or fashionable dresses, in reality it appears more that Margo is holding on to that feeling that only summer can bring. I, too, like skirts, but by the time winter rolls around I dive head first into beanies and parkas. Margo only starts to dip a toe in.
While Margo often got odd stares from the kids at school she didn’t give up. The memories of summer were too precious to let go. While fall can be a delightful season, for Margo nothing beats the freedom and style of summer. At first glance one might think Margo is holding onto the comfortable clothes or fashionable dresses, in reality it appears more that Margo is holding on to that feeling that only summer can bring. I, too, like skirts, but by the time winter rolls around I dive head first into beanies and parkas. Margo only starts to dip a toe in.
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