it takes a certain type of person
Sep. 19th, 2007 06:39 amIt takes a certain type of person to sleep in a sweatshirt rather than close the windows at night.
This is my favorite season, when I wake up and it's still dark (although I prefer to sleep long enough that it's not pitch dark, okay Boomer?) and I'm comfy under the 3-season quilt but can feel the nip in the air that makes me want to curl up and sleep a little while longer. When I get up and the cold floor and cold air invigorates without shivers, and an open window is okay because I know that it will get up into the 70's today and I'll be warm, so being chilled this morning is a nice change. When going to the gym is a pleasure rather than something to get out of the way before things heat up so much I don't want to move. When I know that late afternoon will require a sweater, and there's a slight tinge of decay and leafmould in the air.
And the leaves are beginning to change...
It takes a certain type of person to love autumn in New England. I'm one.
(and is it cider yet?
is it yet?
how about now?)
This is my favorite season, when I wake up and it's still dark (although I prefer to sleep long enough that it's not pitch dark, okay Boomer?) and I'm comfy under the 3-season quilt but can feel the nip in the air that makes me want to curl up and sleep a little while longer. When I get up and the cold floor and cold air invigorates without shivers, and an open window is okay because I know that it will get up into the 70's today and I'll be warm, so being chilled this morning is a nice change. When going to the gym is a pleasure rather than something to get out of the way before things heat up so much I don't want to move. When I know that late afternoon will require a sweater, and there's a slight tinge of decay and leafmould in the air.
And the leaves are beginning to change...
It takes a certain type of person to love autumn in New England. I'm one.
(and is it cider yet?
is it yet?
how about now?)
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Date: 2007-09-19 11:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-19 11:31 am (UTC)I miss midwest autumns. (NE Ohio = v. similar to New England) For all that I've come to the realization that Florida is, after all, my home, I miss knowing that heading into late September, there will be a distinct change in the weather and long sleeves will become far more common rather than occasional.
Yesterday, I was thrilled it only got up to 80 and it was rainy and windy all day. Feh
*sigh*
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Date: 2007-09-19 12:51 pm (UTC)There is nothing better than hot chocolate at high school football games!
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Date: 2007-09-19 01:11 pm (UTC)It's going back up to the 80s this weekend, though. ::pout::
(Note the icon in honour of the day. Arrr.)
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Date: 2007-09-19 01:56 pm (UTC)And yeah, ugh on this weekend. But this too shall pass, and soon there will be Snow!
Arrrr, avest ye, snowlubbers! Shovel the aftdeck, salt the foredeck, an' make sure the larder be well-stocked! tis' near wintering season, when a pirate's eye turns to usin' prisoners are firewood...
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Date: 2007-09-19 08:45 pm (UTC)Oh wipe that smirk off your faces. I meant it was cold enough that I would have been uncomfortable in shorts.
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Date: 2007-09-19 08:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-21 07:09 am (UTC)You just summed up everything I miss about Indiana and Michigan. With the arthritis, I'm not sure I could live north again -- but I dream of it.
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Date: 2007-09-24 02:40 am (UTC)is it yet?
how about now?)
Makes a nice tiny poem all on its own.
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Date: 2007-09-24 03:17 am (UTC)And is it cider
yet? Is it yet?
Is it cider now?
All the anticipation of and impatience for autumn, in less than fifteen words.