“Days decrease; And autumn grows, autumn in everything.”
We still have clouds. It is still in the low 60’s. It is a damp, dark morning. The weather forecast says it will be a partly cloudy day, but I think partly is a misnomer. The sky is socked in leaving no room for the sun.
Yesterday, I was so involved with bemoaning the day I missed welcoming the first day of fall, my favorite season. Today I’ll remedy that.
I noticed that some leaves on the backyard trees are turning color, a perfect welcome for fall. Some leaves are yellow. Other leaves are red. The deck is covered in yellow leaves blown by the heavy winds. The blanket of leaves in the backyard is getting taller. I can hear Nala doing her zoomies. The leaves crunch under her paws as she runs. That sound, that crunching sound of the leaves, is bright in my memory drawers and part of the melody of fall. I remember walking to school on sidewalks covered in the red leaves of the maple trees. The leaves crunched under my feet the whole walk to school.
I remember the first cold mornings of fall. The light had a shimmer to it. Everything looked brighter in the clear air. I bundled by wearing a sweater under my jacket. The day would warm as the sun rose higher.
I always think of soup this time of year. The most perfect lunch was tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich. My mother would put the soup into the pan and fill the can with milk, not water, then add it to the pan. That made for the thickest, creamiest tomato soup. The cheese was always yellow American cheese. In the frying pan, the bread got deep brown and the cheese melted, even oozing a bit from the sandwich. I always dipped the sandwich into the soup. It was the perfect bite.
I have a couple of errands. I have to open a new checking account and get another ATM card so I can get some money. The dollar I have won’t go far. I can’t even buy a Snickers. I also need to stop at Agway for dry dog food, bird seed and a mum for my front steps. Today is the only open day for errands as I have a uke event every day for the rest of the week.
We’re coming into cocoa weather.
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September 23, 2024 at 11:44 pm
Hi Kat,
I always know when it’s fall, because the state fair of Texas opens on Friday. We usually don’t go because it hasn’t changed in years. Flecher’s corny dogs, farm animals, new cars. The midway makes me nauseous and I know that all the games are fixed. The big controversy is that the State Fair is a private entity and they are banning guns after a shooting at the fair last year. However, the state attorney general is is going to court claiming that the ban violates state law. He claims the law allows law abiding citizens to protect themselves.
Today I awoke to some rain as the cold front came through. Today the high was a comfortable 86°.
September 23, 2024 at 11:55 pm
Hi Bob,
I will never get over 86° being called comfortable. I know it is all relative, but 86° in almost October just seems wrong.
Years ago I used to go to the Barnstable County Fair. It had the quilt, flower arrangement, pie and so many more competitions. It also had the animal competitions. There were the games and the rides and the food. It is more local than a state fair, but it is still the same. I got sick on one of the round and round rides, never rode on one again.