Churning out the minutiae on my life. Since 2003. Now with added sobriety.
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Always Autumn, never Fall.
That's partially because I'm on this side of the Atlantic, but mainly it's because I can use the word "autumnal". That's exactly the weather I woke up to this morning - low, misty cloud, a dampness to the air, the trees heavy with leaves, a luminescent greyness hanging over the streets of West London. The air is still warm, but you can feel Summer's warmth slowly starting to dissipate.
No-one does this turning of the seasons better than we do: sometimes people decry the dank, rainy British seasons, but I always welcome them with open (and fully clothed) arms.