Friday, October 14, 2011

The shape of things to come.

A definitely dreary day here, and from what I've noticed so far, a poor fall colors season as well. The leaves you see on the pic below are pretty representative of the fall colors this year, and I suspect all the wet weather we've had is probably the culprit, or at least a big contributor.


My favorite time of year is not so much this time around, and I have a bad feeling is a portent of another bad winter here. Yeah, no use complaining about the weather, especially if one like myself voluntarily moved up to this part of NY state. I think that given the somber weather it might be time to unload about the incredibly hard summer I had, but that will be the next post around.

In short, I lost my best friend of 30 years on Sept. 1. More later.

4 comments:

Noura said...

I love this time of the year.. While some people see this weather as depressing, it brings me so much joy and it suits my personality..
In Florida no signs of fall yet but I am looking forward to the first cold front passing by on Thursday..!!

Sorry about your friend ..

Mr. Nighttime said...

Noura - They have fall in Florida? I suppose that's one of the main reasons I will never, ever move there. There is nothing like autumn in upstate New York, but unfortunately there's been very little of it this year. I suspect we're going to skip over it and go directly into winter. Ah well, some years you win, some you lose.

On the plus side, the vineyards in the Finger Lakes wine country are reporting a record harvest, so hopefully it will be a good year for Pinot Noir.

Guyana-Gyal said...

I'd read this earlier and forgot to mention...just around the same time you wrote this, they were discussing it on the news [American tv]...that it has to do with [ahem] global warming.

I've never experienced autumn but I suspect I'd like it. But I'd want it to be warm. Is there such a thing?

Mr. Nighttime said...

GG - In the early part of fall, you can experience the last gasps of summer. There is also what is known as "Indian summer," which is the first warm day following the first frost.