Time
I’m not ready for the fall, yet. I never thought I’d say that, because Autumn is my favorite time of year. And even now, I don’t think I mean it. What I probably mean is that I’m not ready for winter, and would rather that summer stuck around for a while longer. But the days are shorter, and the air is more dry, and the temperature will start dropping very soon. Worst of all, the rains will start. Sigh.
In between now and then, there’ll be a few weeks of absolute perfection, though. I ought to take a page from Marcie and start posting pics every few days. It really is gorgeous up here, and the next few weeks will be especially so. I love the crispness that comes to the air, the cool but not-quite-too-cold nights, the holidays and birthdays and gentler spirits in some people. This fall also means turning 31, for me, and though I’m not exactly where I want to be in most things, I am taking steps to get there, with most of them. It’s enough for right now, because the determination I feel around those areas seems solid, unwavering. 30 was kind of a rough year, internally. 31 will be better.
Warming up
The cold weather is finally tapering off. I’m glad for the change; though I think I’ve begun to adapt fairly well to the winters here, I’m still very much looking forward to the coming heat. The recent sunny days have made me itch to get outside, to tidy up the plants around the house and clean up the yard. The lawnmower we have is broken, so our grass is quite overgrown. I think on my next day off I might try to rent a mower somewhere, to get it taken care of. It feels like an essential first step to getting the yard tidied.
Been reading a bit more lately. Very much enjoyed the Outlander novel that Tam recommended. I also enjoyed Lovely Bones. It wasn’t quite as gripping as the first, but it was still very well written, in my opinion. And a neat story, to boot. I’ve been carrying around Lord of the Flies for a couple of weeks now. It’s on my list of Books I Was Supposed to Read in High School But Never Did*. But after Lovely Bones, I think I want something more upbeat before I start Lord. I don’t remember much about the book, but I seem to recall it wasn’t exactly a feel-good sort of number.
Also, AJ and I have started playing chess again. He’s forgotten alot since his tournament days, and while this bothers him to no end, I’m thoroughly enjoying it. Of course, it won’t last. He’s reading chess books (geek!) and will soon be effortlessly whooping my ass in proper style. For now it’s fun, though. I’d forgotten how much I enjoy the game.
I realized yesterday that I’ve totally fallen off the 365 wagon. I wonder if it’s worth posting crappy shots again just to say I’ve finished the year? Or whether I should just let it take its time and only post when I have a decent shot…
Time to work. Have a great day, friends.
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*For which I’m currently taking suggestions. To Kill A Mockingbird and Lord of the Flies are the only two books on the list so far.
