autumn
October 20, 2016 § 4 Comments
It was a day like so many, an indecisive in between; cool breezes and scorching sun. I waited on my daughter’s bus, curled into our porch chair, book in hand and sandals kicked aside. Propping my feet onto the little side table, I marveled at the sensation of heat against my heels as the air chased my coat collar closer to my chin.
I’ve been savoring these afternoons in between, steeping in the late afternoon sun. Our dog and I collect painted leaves while the wind tugs recklessly at my hair. Wandering our neighborhood I gather the discarded riches of bare limbs, golds and reds I will later find forgotten as I empty pockets to launder pants.
There’s magic in the brevity of this moment and I’m in no hurry to forecast early flurries or daydream of daffodils.
falling in love
September 9, 2012 § 2 Comments
In the space of a day the air has grown cooler beneath brilliant blue skies and my heart is tumbling enthusiastically over forgotten favorites. I linger a little longer over my coffee, slip beneath layers of comfortable clothing, and move more leisurely unhindered by the weight of humidity. I am as much a warm weather spirit as an early morning riser, but the crisp tones of Autumn are like an unexpected visit from a misplaced childhood friend. I think I will settle into a corner and get lost in a book, under a blanket and over a sleepy Sunday morning.
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