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Thursday, October 07, 2004

Lately I've been nostalgic for fall. The golden light in the late afternoon, the cool mornings when I drive to work — those are lovely, but they're making me miss actual seasons. Fall was my favorite in Virginia. It combined the excitement of starting school with the expectation of holidays and sort of padded it with colorful leaves and pie: pumpkin pie. It started out as a Turkey Day thing with my family, then sort of bled over to Christmas and Halloween. Anyway. I was just listening to Vivaldi's "Four Seasons," and it made me remember how nice rain can be. Don't get me wrong — fall can mean a lot of cold, gray skies, and crappy weather — but the occasional rain was nice. Specifically, being warm and dry inside a raincoat is nice, and blowing clouds with your breath while you wait for the bus (which you know will smell like damp rubber but will let you snooze and watch wet trees pass by) is not bad either. I'd like to wear a coat and crunch through some leaves. Maybe I should corral some other displaced east-coasters and arrange a coat-and-leaf-crunching party? Hmm.

I redid the links on the left. This is merely a temporary thing, since I plan to collect graphical links for all my comics, but I am lazy, and must take a half-step at a time. Hover over them and read the alt text, if you are retarded like me and enjoy things like that.

Current Music: il quattro stagione (ooh! I am so fancy.)

Current Mood: daydreamy

 
 
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