Sunday, October 28, 2012
Think odd of me odd if you will. I love this weather… cold, rainy/misty, just enough air currents to cause gentle storms of leaves. Yellow and red cascades of leaves spinning or pouring from some large trees. It's been the kind of day most others would proclaim "nasty" and they make plans for a day indoors. To me, mid fall ought to be wet and breezy and cool. It just seems right. So rather than finding it "nasty" I find it quite beautiful and appealing. Outdoor functions shortened and less intense to be sure, but still, my day doesn’t consist entirely of nesting. (However, the alternative seems appealing as well. Building a large fire, put-over a pot of some kind of soup, or stew on the wood stove.) I have noticed that I like things in Nature to be in place, or maybe a better way to describe it is… I don't like for things to be out of place. One of the most unique emotions I have are those brought on by seeing or hearing something in nature that is "out of place". It brings forth in my mind and heart a very mild depression, which lasts only as long as the external event. Walking by the lake yesterday, in the cool, airish and damp morning, I heard robins singing up in the woods above me. It is a nature-sound that I associate with early spring… Perhaps a warm day in March. Likewise, a few days before that, a few red winged black birds were singing as they were beginning their evening roost. It was also out of place, and reminded me of deep summer rather than mid fall.