it's nighttime dark when i wake for work... and when i make it out to the car to leave, the stars are still high in the sky. the sun doesn't even start to shine through until sometime near when i'm pulling into the big lot at the office.
the nighttime is crisp and cool, still full of the sounds of the nocturnal life in the woods, but no longer even a hint of balmy in the air. sometimes, especially if it's damp, a wisp of the rusting of early weeds will waft its way up to my open bedroom windows.
the days are occasionally warm enough for late season swimming - though i prefer the porch swing and a book - and the sky is occasionally blue. more often than not, though, clouds - sometimes all the colors of a pigeon - fill the sky and generally do more than just threaten rain. thunderstorm season is hard on our heels. i, for one, don't much mind.
peaches and blueberries are in full swing, with apples soon to come full term. while i'm not overly fond of eating pies, i love baking them - - filling the house with the sweet and spicy warmth that only baking can truly claim. i bought fresh new yeast lately too - which means bread, from scratch. and beans and split peas, and i think we have lentils kicking around somewhere - the stuff of the hearty soups that can't come out in the summertime. stew and chili, soon, too on the menu... with crusty bread rolls and cornbread thick with corn and butter and maybe even some honey... just as soon as the air is right for getting fat and wearing a favorite sweater to make it not matter.
mmmm - i can smell the corn and straw coming our way... the scarecrows and pumpkins and hayrides and haunted houses and all the wonder of the year's rich middle age... and her halloween crisis!
enough, before i wish my life away...
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