“Autumn is marching on: even the scarecrows are wearing dead leaves.”

When I went to get the papers, I gasped a bit for breath not expecting it to be so cold. Frost had iced the lawn and covered the car windows. I hurried back inside, had my first cup of coffee and settled in for a while to read a bit of the paper, but I couldn’t linger as I had to leave earlier than usual to go out for breakfast, even before my second cup of coffee, so I could scrape the car windows. I rummaged through the trunk and found the windshield scraper then went from window to window. I even scraped the window for Gracie.Ā I hated every minute of scraping those windows not because of the effort but because of the significance. That frost is winter’s first assault.

On the way home I noticed lawns being raked mostly by men wearing warm jackets. A few joggers were out running, and they were wearing mittens. One woman, walking her dog, didn’t seem at all phased by the weather. She had on a long sleeve t-shirt and shorts. I was impressed by her hardiness.

The day is pretty with bright sun and a steel-blue sky, but the strong breeze blowing the leaves left on the trees has me thinking the day looks far better from inside rather than outside. When Gracie goes out and stays a while, her ears are really cold when she comes back inside.

When I was young, we never did much on a Sunday. After church we’d hang around the house and maybe watch a TV movie while my mother prepared then cooked dinner, and sometimes we’d sit or lie on the living room rug to play a few games while my father read the paper. He always sat in the same chair by the picture window, and I can still see him holding the paper in front of him. My father read his paper not as a whole but section by section. He’d finish one section then add it to the pile he’d started on the floor beside the chair then he’d pick up the next section and start reading. He always left the sports pages until last.

I read the Sunday papers much like my father did, section by section, and I put each finished section in the recycle bag I keep by the table here in the den. The one difference is in the last section to be read. I always save the travel pages.


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13 Comments on ““Autumn is marching on: even the scarecrows are wearing dead leaves.””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Frosty morning here, too. It’s sunny now and warm on the front porch so Rocky is out there in his favorite chair. I’m inside on the couch contemplating groceries. But I think my ankle isn’t up to that yet. Looks like the drive-thru for me.
    I don’t get the papers anymore. For a while, I got the Sunday one but discovered that I was only reading the funnies and checking out the sales flyers so I gave it up. The flyers come anyway.
    My mother was a big newspaper reader. She got both Boston dailies for many years. She eventually stopped getting them but always went to the CVS on Sunday and got the Sunday paper and a couple of rolls of Necco wafers. She would spend Sunday afternoon in her chair in front of the TV, reading the paper while eating Necco wafers. Preferably all chocolate Necco wafers but not always. The papers stayed in a pile by her chair for the rest of the week because she liked to go back and review. The Necco wafers didn’t usually last beyond the Sunday.
    Now I want some Necco wafers. Multi-colored ones. šŸ™‚
    Enjoy the day.

    • Kat Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I loved the multi-colored Necco wafers. I remember when one of my nephews came to visit, and I bought him Necco Wafers. He loved them. They didn’t have them back then in Colorado, and it was his first taste.

      I get three Sunday papers: The Globe, Cape Times and NY Times. I read the first two in the morning and the last one in the evening. I actually by-pass the flyers.

      I think even in the best of health I am never up for the grocery store.

    • morpfy Says:

      remember PEZ candy? or those hard candy neclaces; Black Jack or Pepsin gum,or when a 26 ounce bottle of Coke was 50 cents?( adime for a 10 bottle in a machine.Gosh I remember it all,and I think my dentist did too:-)

      • Kat Says:

        I certainly do remember Pez. A few years ago I gave my sister the full Star Trek set.

        I buy Black Jack gum around this time. It is only made once a year and once it’s gone, it’s gone for a year.

        I too remember it all!

  2. olof1 Says:

    No frost here but an icy biting wind that made our morning walk rather nasty. The promised fog was a letdown, I had hoped for horror movie fog but we just got the same as yesterday, thicker haze. Even the hunters gave up rather early today.

    I was planning for either a sci-fi movie day or something like Driving miss Daisy movie day today but then I remembered that I had bought the second season of Friends, so I looked at that instead. I still laugh just as much when seeing those episodes šŸ™‚

    I can’t remember if I did anything special on Sundays, I think I might have done the last of the homework, otherwise it was just lika any other day.
    I always leave the comics for last when I read my morning paper šŸ™‚

    Have a great day!

    • Kat Says:

      I hate the wind. It turns an okay day into a really cold day and the wind sometimes reaches into the bones.

      Nothing much on right now. The football game game is at 4 and I’ll probably watch that. I loved Friends.

      I always read the comics first. I think they are the best way to start out reading the paper.

  3. minicapt Says:

    OH NO!!!! Someone didn’t use ‘fazed’.


  4. MT C Says:

    I always thought the first frost to be invigorating and I don’t recall ever wearing anything heavy to do the first scraping. The ones after that though were pure drudgery.

    The section by section way to read the Sunday paper is something we share. At our house though, everyone read at the same time, exchanging sections and fighting over who go the funny section first!. I don’t recall that I ever won that particular battle as my brother was much bigger than I and well, I really liked to savor it and would sometimes just leave it until last. By then of course it was used and no longer new as four others had already folded it, this way and that. Didn’t really matter.

    Just a bit of happier news this morning. It seems that even though Hostess has filed bankruptcy, the product line is guaranteed continuance. Don’t know how they could state that as fact as there was really no explanation given. At least, if happens as stated we can all continue to get our extra calorie/fat boost during the cold weather when we figure we need it the most.


    • Kat Says:

      I only wore my hooded sweatshirt for the grand opening of frost. It was plenty warm enough, and it was going to get warmer as the day got older.

      I always read the comics first and didn’t ever share as my brother, a year younger than I, didn’t care to read the paper. When I was in college, we’d take turns buying a few papers and then sharing them among us. That worked really well. When I was in the Peace Corps, Ghana had two or three papers, and I would sometimes read them but wasn’t much of a fan of Ghanaian journalism. My boyfriend at the time gave me a year’s subscription to the NY Sunday Times and 3 or 4 would arrive at once (sent by boat not air), and I read those newspapers from front to back and didn’t care how old the news was. The Peace Corps sent us the NY Times Week in Review section so we’d know what was going on at home. I was in Ghana for the moon landing, Woodstock, Apollo 13, Kent State and who knows what else. Reading about them later didn’t have a huge impact.

      I heard that Hostess was selling the recipes which may be the reason we’ll still have our Ding Dongs!

  5. Nan Says:

    The description of your father reading could have been about my own father. Same chair, always. I never saw him sit anywhere else. Papers piled on floor after reading. Oh, you didn’t mention a standing ashtray beside the chair. :<)

    • Kat Says:

      Yes, I’d forgotten. Thanks for getting me to go back!

      The ashtray pole was metal and the ashtray itself was glass and had a few places to hold cigarettes. The metal around the bottom of the ashtray had decorate scrolls.

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