Thursday, October 4, 2007
Stuck Between the Seasons
It's humid, but dry, uncomfortable. Leaves are dropping, all dried up and crumbly. Once they hit the pavements, they're quickly ground into leaf dust by the feet of passersby. Everything looks brown, shrivelled.
What I remember about October days in years past is the crisp air, blue skies, chilly rains, vivid colors. Is this a faulty memory? What gives?
It feels like autumn is trying, but not succeeding, in its attempts to seduce the midatlantic landscape. But the days are growing shorter; it's only a matter of time. I want to say to the weather gods, let go!! Please, let go!!
That's the message I've been giving myself the last the few days, too, isn't it? Hmmmmmmm....