from my thursday evening, sometime around 7.
it's when i first recognized fall. not that it's coming, but that it has come. the sun burned away and lit up the east side and i shivered as i watched.
and fall it is. time again for boots and tights and pumpkin-flavored things, for maple syrup lattes and dusting off that 1946 edition of robert frost, for leaf-stomping and apple-picking and hurrying home to bake with our bounty. the time i've been waiting and waiting and waiting for, and i won't pretend that i was patient.
This picture is so beautiful! It looks like the buildings are melting into the reservoir!
ReplyDeleteAnd... I haven't quite leaf-stomped but I did crunch a dried leaf under my shoe, on purpose, the other morning.
I can't wait to use my apple peeler-corer-slicer on apples I pick! And I think a pumpkin ale will be just the beverage of choice while doing this!
Oh!!! I have the bug too! Happy Fall! XOXO
You write like a poet! I think I'm excited for fall too!
ReplyDeleteFall is marvelous! I love feeling completely comfortable with the temperature outside. I love all things pumpkin as well, and I love living in a place where the leaves change to marvelous shades of orange and red. I can't wait for your fall pictures.
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