Oh, such glorious photos! You have truly captured the beauty of autumn. I am already putting logs on the fire an loading up on good books. What a delightful time of year.
Growing up in the L.A. basin, there were no seasons. Well, a hot, hazy one, some winter months where there might be two or three days of straight gullywashing downpour, and some months where it was largely sunny but somewhat hard to breathe.
Fall was a few days when things smelled different and people did light fireplaces (from East Coast habits?).
There's an autumn here in Seattle. Trees do change color, and this year in August betokening an early Fall.
The season is mysterious, but it's also a season when illness takes hold, when roads may ice over.
We'll talk more when the holidays hit. I'll have a better bead on my anxieties.
I spent many years in Vancouver, and although I loved it, I did miss the distinct seasons I grew up with.
Cold/flu season - hard to avoid at the best of times and harder when working in a public place with many people touching doorknobs and passing paper around.
When I am hot, I get a rash of shit about turning down the air to 70 degrees. When I am cold, I can always throw on more blankets and snuggle with the dogs. Hot--Cold--Get the picture??
I love that park and do sit looking at the river on many occasions - and every season. Sometimes we pack a sandwich and coffee and just sit and eat our lunch.
I lived in Chicago for 6 years. Believe me, I know what cold is! Actually, I've gotten very thin-bloooded here. I hate winter! We have had some pretty damp winters here lately. It makes my bones ache!
We are having a more vibrant show than usual this year - maybe from early frost. I hope the showiness is not in direct proportion to the severity of the winter to come.
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Oh, such glorious photos! You have truly captured the beauty of autumn. I am already putting logs on the fire an loading up on good books. What a delightful time of year.
Cher,
We were talking about having a fire in the woodstove this evening as well! Great minds...
You two are talking about lighting a fire and I am in Arizona sweating my ass off from the 100+ temps! Not Fair!!
Chris,
Growing up in the L.A. basin, there were no seasons. Well, a hot, hazy one, some winter months where there might be two or three days of straight gullywashing downpour, and some months where it was largely sunny but somewhat hard to breathe.
Fall was a few days when things smelled different and people did light fireplaces (from East Coast habits?).
There's an autumn here in Seattle. Trees do change color, and this year in August betokening an early Fall.
The season is mysterious, but it's also a season when illness takes hold, when roads may ice over.
We'll talk more when the holidays hit. I'll have a better bead on my anxieties.
TFool
Judie,
Okay, okay, but when it's minus 35 here with a minus 42 windchill, you can smile smugly and gloat!
Trulyfool,
I spent many years in Vancouver, and although I loved it, I did miss the distinct seasons I grew up with.
Cold/flu season - hard to avoid at the best of times and harder when working in a public place with many people touching doorknobs and passing paper around.
Season of mellow fruitfulness and death, indeed.
Wow! Gorgeous shots. I love the bench in the first picture. I could so easily sit there on a beautiful fall day.
I think the fall is my favorite season hands down. Never long enough either!
When I am hot, I get a rash of shit about turning down the air to 70 degrees. When I am cold, I can always throw on more blankets and snuggle with the dogs. Hot--Cold--Get the picture??
Judie,
You're right; it is easier to get warm than it is to cool off.
Christi,
I love that park and do sit looking at the river on many occasions - and every season. Sometimes we pack a sandwich and coffee and just sit and eat our lunch.
I lived in Chicago for 6 years. Believe me, I know what cold is! Actually, I've gotten very thin-bloooded here. I hate winter! We have had some pretty damp winters here lately. It makes my bones ache!
Judie,
It is easier, I think, to tolerate dry cold than damp cold - the dampness seems to cut right through to the bone.
Marvelous pictures. It's always a little sad to see the leaves fall. But before they go, they certainly put on a show.
Owen,
We are having a more vibrant show than usual this year - maybe from early frost. I hope the showiness is not in direct proportion to the severity of the winter to come.
Those are great photos. It's cold here but the leaves are not turning yet...can't wait. It's looks glorious up there where you live.
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