We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!
Sunday afternoon I was sweeping the floor of my kitchen and I realized how much I love being home in the fall and the spring when I can have the windows open and the afternoon sun comes in and everything is just perfect. That’s the kind of weather that inspires a clean house and a warm beverage.
This morning I had a dentist appointment, and I didn’t have to be at work until noon, so when I got home after having my gums attacked, the cool weather pushed me and Mike to craw back into bed, jeans and all (he had already made the bed, which was very sweet, but, oh well), and talk for a little while. That’s one of the things I miss about being in school - my schedule is so much more rigid now, and I can’t really cancel everything and get back into bed like I used to. It reminds me of one of my favorite things to do - when I was in high school, I’d get up and take my shower and put on my terrycloth robe and climb back into bed and read for about 30 minutes. And when I was done, my mom would bring me up a cup of coffee. I love getting all warm in bed after my shower.
I treasure time like we spent this morning - I was ready for work, so I wasn’t in a rush to get things done, and I decided the housework could wait. We had time to talk about some things that have happened the past few days, to process how we are doing. I am thankful that he’s around so much more now, because of not working, and I love being able to take advantage of that.
Yesterday I was thinking about how these fall days turn me into a different person . . . I want to talk about days like pearls on a string (which is way more poetic than usual for me) and we’re getting the fireplace hooked up and I get excited about flannel sheets and corduroys and my favorite flannel pajamas. I plan long drives with Mike to the mountains to see the leaves. I listen to August and Everything After. I love summer, but I am ready for a change.
“I met a girl with autumn in her eyes and summer in the way she makes me feel . . . “ -Counting Crows
September 21st, 2004 at
“Well dear mom..
if you could see me now here underneath the lights
I gotta keep ‘em on from dusk to dawn
and everything’s alright”..
I love that song… fall is MY time of year.. I had coffee yesterday for the first time in 5 months..
September 21st, 2004 at
Ten billion points for Trey.
September 21st, 2004 at
I’m very ready for fall after all the windows-open driving I did on Saturday.
September 21st, 2004 at
ten billion?.. whoa momma!.. had I known.. I would have put that song on your birthday cd’s…
I could have doubled up…
September 21st, 2004 at
you’re getting your fire place “hooked up”
sell out.
September 21st, 2004 at
Doubled up? You are too cool for me!
Don’t diss my fireplace, Shearer.
September 21st, 2004 at
hooked up fire places can’t burn the secrets of your sordid journals
September 21st, 2004 at
That’s why I keep you around.
September 21st, 2004 at
so you’re just using my friendship to burn journals?
that’s…weird.
September 21st, 2004 at
Yes, you are finding all my secrets today.
September 21st, 2004 at
and all of them, I might add, are thoroughly disturbing
September 21st, 2004 at
Alienating, even?
September 21st, 2004 at
indeed. well done you.
September 22nd, 2004 at
Ditto on enjoying leaving the doors and windows open and just loving the fall air. This kind of weather totally invigorates me!! I get all crafty and outdoorsy and…then I realize I have tons of schoolwork to do.
But even that doesn’t get me down in this weather.
Kari - how is your first fall in your very own house? More fun, less fun, same?
September 22nd, 2004 at
As I have discussed with Kari before, I think fall is moving in on Spring as my favorite season. It hasn’t passed it yet, and it probably never will…but it’s close behind.
September 22nd, 2004 at
I’ve been waiting all year for Autumn. Corderoy, long sleeves, scarves blowing in the wind, leaves cluttering my deck. Mmmm.
September 22nd, 2004 at
We had our first outdoor fire in our fire pit last night. A bunch of us guys sitting around the fire talking about the nature of God, the complexity of the Bible, and our place in the story. All made warmer (literally) and warmer (figuratively) by the fire.