September 29, 2005
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Fall, at last!
Fall– or some semblance thereof– has arrived, at last! After seven straight days of temperatures between 103 and 109– 6 of 7 of which tied or exceed previous records for the day– the first cool front of the season has finally arrived!
This morning, I stood outside, facing into a cool north breeze. Of course, after the extreme heat we have been having, a 66-degree breeze felt downright frosty.
I have some serious doubts about those people who say that the effect of climate on a person’s life is “minimal,” and you just need to learn to make your happiness regardless of where you are. This morning, I felt myself come to life again, as I stood outside. In a sense, I could imagine myself as a bear in springtime, emerging from hibernation. I look around and sniff the air; look at the trees and say quietly to myself “Yeah, I remember, that’s what the world looks like…”
Not long ago, I wrote on these pages that “fall is my season.” I’ve been having a hard time of it, this year– perhaps because this is the latest in my 24 years here that I can remember the first fall front come through.
It is now mid-afternoon, and the windows are open (for the first time since early May!) and the whole-house fan is pulling a soft breeze past my face. It feels like the first time in almost five months that I am not breathing “recycled” air.
It’s weird to me that I feel so much more energetic, so quickly. Today I started on a kitchen project I have been dreading– and made good inroads, already. Two days ago, I was thinking “It’ll never get done.” I often refer to myself as a “creative slacker,” but I sometimes wonder how much of my seeming laziness is related to not liking the feeling of discomfort that goes with a constant trcikle of perspiration running down my back, even when I am stationary.
I have been remiss, in keeping up with my writing here, recently.
My energies have been directed elsewhere, it seems– as happens from time to time. Fall means a “new season” for me, in many ways. I have had some other writing projects in the works, of the kind that has looming deadlines. And the whole selling house/moving project continues to be “ongoing,” and has slowed down as the nastiest tasks (which have been avoided till last) now require dealing with.
And sometimes unexpected windows of opportunity present themselves, almost out of the blue… and we must see what’s behind the door.
Sometimes it’s the Universe, with a message. And an invitation to consider that maybe there is “life” that could be lived… and not just “existence” to deal with.
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It’s downright frigid here tonight! Shivered the whole time I was walking the dog. But she was running at top pace most happily and in way she wasn’t doing during the heat wave of the summer. But I am still a Summer person.
Hoping that the life that could be lived is coming true faster than you could even imagine…
xo
Amen to what Brenda said.
What’s your project all about? ^_^ Woww…the air’s getting cooler there? Make it come around here too! The sun’s glaring at us down here! ^_^
“life” that could be lived… and not just “existence” to deal with.
Ya think? Sorry to be such a smart ass but I remember the day you wrote bubbly people kind of — Well, you just don’t seem to want to go there. And I thought to myself, I know what he means. That’s how I feel about people who aren’t — up, I mean. But I read you because I’m keeping tabs on you. I learn from you.
I hate to say it, but a few days of mere “existence” are necessary, so that we can more fully appreciate the days of full-bodied “life.” May the days of all of us be vibrant and exciting. But not all the days, just most of them.
I’m so glad the front finally got here. One more day of 107 temps and I would have melted into a big ole gooey pile of mel. I was cold yesterday when I walked to my car for lunch. I kept laughing to myself because it wasn’t that cool but becuase the temps have been so high it felt like it was colder than what it was. I want a house!!!! But I don’t have down payment saved up, maybe by the time you are ready to move I’ll have enough. NOT I suck at saving.
Autumn… have you noticed there are a surprisingly large amount of people on Xanga here who have autumn as their favorite season?
hmmm. we’ve just started closing the windows at night against the chill
I know what you mean though. The heat of the summer is subjective, and some days even here I find it too opressive to do anything. I enjoy the cool winds that come with fall, but I much prefer the dry chill east of the mountains, and the beauty in the changing colours.
With autumn traditionally being a season of ”nesting” or preparing for the dark of winter, perhaps the nasty jobs you’ve left will become easier to tackle. And you become ever closer to the day of freedom, when you can walk away from the last tie and on to the next segment of your life.
I want to be where it never gets hotter than 70 degrees. I never really feel alive any more, but when cool weather starts coming it does make me feel a little better. Heat just drains me. Sounds as though you’ve been busy with good things, and that’s good. *did I say that?* Anyway, I’m still dreaming the weird dreams of a twisted sick mind.
I love autumn, and climate definitely makes a difference.
Add me to the People Who Love Autumn List. *smile* With an autumn birthday, I just can’t help it. It is the beginning of my personal new year! And I’m one of those so-called “cold-blooded” people. I just don’t do heat well. Even in the Rockies, below 8000ft, we have summer months of heat…and for a few weeks humidity…so I always look forward to Fall’s arrival. I feel…quieter. I need quieter! lol!
Thanks, for stopping in. I know Life pulls us each away at times, but it’s nice to get back in and say Hello.
I love you…GFW
Fall happens to be my favorite time of year as well, colorwise, moisturewise and lightwise. And thank you for those final words (“there is life that could be lived, and not just existence to deal with”). The material is the same, but the way it’s being viewed and treated makes a world of difference…