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Yesterday was awesome, but overwhelming. We opened most of the windows downstairs and had a cool afternoon/evening while repeated rainshowers swept the neighborhood and I alternated between cooking, reading, and kitchen maintenance. I made a batch of spaghetti sauce from a recipe from Mom that turned out deliciously, oatmeal chocolate chip cookies that were fantastic, and my very first ever pandowdy. While it was a little overkill, I can maybe see myself getting to where I'm not completely burned out after a day like that. (The combination of reading interludes and not having to do much else in the way of work contributed a great deal, I think, to my overall sanity)
An Autumn Frame of Mind
Sep. 17th, 2007 12:17 pmFor me, Autumn this year arrived on Saturday night. That's the only explanation. It started with a run to the store to get some kale and green onions for dinner. I stepped out the door and as the brisk, crisp air washed over me I realized that I wanted my polar fleece jacket. That was my first indicator. The second occurred as, clad in said fleece, I walked through the breeze to the car: I wanted spiced apple cider. So I picked up some apple cider at the store and after dinner we spent an inordinate amount of time trying to find a recipe for mulled cider (we went through five or six cookbooks looking for one...) It was worth the hunt, though; the cider was delicious.
Ever since then, I keep getting little pings that my brain is parsing as Autumn. A candle lantern Saturday evening. My cold feet throughout the day on Sunday. The chill waking up this morning. The angle of the sun as I drove into work this morning. Wearing my fleece. My continuing cold feet. Someone heated up their lunch and the smell of it made me think that it seemed like a good thing to be having during Autumn. Anticipation of the aroma of woodsmoke in the air. Leaves beginning to fall from the trees. The candleflame scarf that I intend to finish this week and which looks like those leaves gathered into a huge pile of reds and yellows and browns. A mug of hot instant oatmeal and another of tea for breakfast.
I know that officially it doesn't start for another week, but for me, Autumn is most definitely already here, and it is off to a wonderful start.
Ever since then, I keep getting little pings that my brain is parsing as Autumn. A candle lantern Saturday evening. My cold feet throughout the day on Sunday. The chill waking up this morning. The angle of the sun as I drove into work this morning. Wearing my fleece. My continuing cold feet. Someone heated up their lunch and the smell of it made me think that it seemed like a good thing to be having during Autumn. Anticipation of the aroma of woodsmoke in the air. Leaves beginning to fall from the trees. The candleflame scarf that I intend to finish this week and which looks like those leaves gathered into a huge pile of reds and yellows and browns. A mug of hot instant oatmeal and another of tea for breakfast.
I know that officially it doesn't start for another week, but for me, Autumn is most definitely already here, and it is off to a wonderful start.
