September 24, 2007

Autumn Nostalgia


Nikki and our older dog Sesame, when both were 3 years younger and the weather was at least 30F colder at this time of the year. This was taken in the Adirondak Park's residence of my sister Yvette. Fall is a time when gentle cooler weather changes and rotates the tires of our minds. There is a stimulating newness, like a trip to Norway. We certainly miss that in Mexico. When a cooler breeze greeted me this morning and I rushed to the stove, it occured to me that in one hour the sun will be up and it'll be 75F. So I went back to my regular threadbare summer tires and put on a light shirt. Maybe I'll book a flight to Oslo. As for Nikki, she's online selling throws woven from photos of autumn leaves sent to us by clients. Sesame, sporting brand new cataracts, sniffs around fallen leaves (yeah!, palm tree leaves!).

8 comments:

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old enough to know said...

Yes fall offers a good "tire rotation" for the mind. Only this fall is tinder dry; no rain since early august.
it's a wonderful pic. peaceful and happy Y

Camille C. said...

How I miss the sweet tang of autumn in Virginia, the signal of a new foxhunting season on horseback. Just so you know, my joy has been in the comradeship and the chase on horseback. Never once have we caught the fox -- that elusive, brilliant creature that goes to ground as the hounds draw near.

The13th said...

Yes, very cool graphic J. The detail of the hairline crop for the motion is superb.

The13th said...

Tough Cookie

Kitchen defender
enters the ring:
C’mon,
I dare you
to take a swing.

---Mary McKenna Siddals

...found on poems for the 13th