The Fall (season)

Ambreen

Sordide Sentimental
One thing I can rely on is catching a cold when the season changes to fall.
So can I. :( Glad to hear you're feeling better.
It began on last monday, I was moreover nervous and grieved, which made me break down and cry, which got things worse. Two days and a half spent in bed, two days and a half lost...

The weather is strange and disturbing here, it has been cold and colder in the beginning of the week and now it is warming up again.
 
Autumn means winter is coming before too long and that's never a good feeling. I prefer Spring, where you can smell the season's change in the air. For a couple of months it's great then you boil to death in summer and complain about that too :D
 

nervas

more crickets than friends
Well, the kid had a football game today that started at 9am! Which means mom had everyone up at 6:30am, so we'd be there, in a town east of Los Angeles called Montebello, at 7:00am!!!! But in any event there was sooooooo much fog at 7am this morning, that it certainly seemed like....fall!
 
I like fog. The weather broadcast said there might be fog this morning.

I just got up, took a look outside of the window and there is no fog. Bastards.

Oh wait, they said there will be fog on Tuesday morning, this is Monday.

The only fog right now comes from the tip of my cigarette.

And is inside my hazy mind.
 
Yes, fall is indeed lovely. Here in Georgia it's quite nice, the hellishly hot summer over with, but not nearly as spectacular as back home in Mass. Miss tearing about the leaf covered roads on the bike, the weather finally cool enough to wear proper gear.

And the color!
 

Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
The weather is strange and disturbing here, it has been cold and colder in the beginning of the week and now it is warming up again.
I hope that you are getting over your cold.
In celebration of this marvelous fall day, here is something to warm up your heart and spirit.
 
I like crushing crabapples underfoot and smelling the tartness in the air. I love sitting in a cafe, sipping hot apple cider, and writing good stuff. Autumn is my favorite season. And the best for writing.
 
I'm missing the sun already. When I drove to France today, the trees all around showed their marvelous colours, but the temperatures give me a bad mood. ... whine, complain, bitch...

I need more of the sun. SUN-LIGHT. SUN-SHINE.
 
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