Sign of the seasons

[alfreda89]

The first sign is the cooler nights -- still hot during the day, but nights can be cooler. (We're talking 65 degrees F.) Of course, if there are massive storms pushing up from the south, the humidity could activate your gills... ;^) Light pours into the morning bedroom window, and the studio doors have a liquid puddle of sunshine the cats melt into.

In the heat of summer, I generally go in the pool before 8:30 am, or after 4:00 pm. 4:00 is when the tips of the huge hackberries southeast of the house begin to overshadow the pool, followed by the bulk of the house. I just glanced out the back window, and the entire pool is in shade, most of it trees.

Good hot tub weather, as soon as the humidity breaks. Today feels better -- soon.

Comments

[ramblin-phyl.livejournal.com]

Autumn crashed into us last week with rain pounding the skylight like a jackhammer at 2 AM. Highs near 60, lows in the 40's. Snow at Timberline. Burst of gold and red along the highway and out my back window.

Sunlight slants shyly from a new angle and the sun sets behind McKenzie Ridge now, a good 45 minutes before it sets in the valley.

The deer creep out of the woods poking at left over pansies and strawberry plants, then gorging on apples still on the trees. The bear marauds through garbage cans and birdfeeders trying desperately to fill his belly with enough stuff to last him through the long, cold, dark, and hungry months of winter.

And the coyotes sing! Not just when sirens erupt into a cacophony that they need to find a harmony for. NO. Now they sing just for the joy of life and cooler weather. They frolick through the woods, taking as much pleasure as they can in life before the long, cold, dark and hungry months of winter.

[alfreda89.livejournal.com]

And some days the simple pleasures of life are gently simple -- or not so simple.

I envy you your gold and red leaves. Texas Ashe can explode into the most glorious colors -- they can look like a candle is burning at the center of the tree's branches. But I don't have those kinds of ashes, more's the pity -- I must hope for the crepe myrtle and Prairie Flameleaf Sumac...

There is a part of the state that is protected (yet gets colder) in such a way as the maples turn gold. Hope to visit it in season someday!

[noiseinmyhead.livejournal.com]

cold front's here

[alfreda89.livejournal.com]

cold front's here

Waking up to 56 degrees F YES!