Sometime in the past month, without my knowledge, our extremely brief summer passed me by. It was only towards the end of August that we actually had three or four consecutive 'hot' days at all. Mostly, it was rather cool, even wet, with incessant rain which was met with continuous griping from me. Didn't Mother Nature know that Spring was over? And that Summer was supposed to be an endless run of glorious, sunny, hot days? Well, Summer, such as it was, slipped away, and Fall, glorious, colourful, vibrant Fall has already put in its appearance.
The trees are beginning to change into their autumnal wardrobes and here in the North East, these range from the palest of creams to the richest of reds - with many, many different shades of yellow, orange and russet in between - all, often, on the same tree. These colours are all the more vibrant against the dark green of the evergreens. Pine needles lie soft and brown underfoot, releasing the fragrance of the pines when you step on them. The yard is beginning to be carpeted in varying shades of red, speckled with yellow and orange and brown as the trees shed leaves in preparation for Old Man Winter.
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The days are glorious - sunny and bright, without being too hot, and the nights are beginning to get chilly, to remind us that Winter is just around the corner. (As if we need reminding!) Yesterday was a cool, crisp day and I was out walking my dog - who's a lovely pup who answers to the name of Scamper - when the autumn leaves dancing in the wind sent the silly pup into paroxysms of barking as he tried to jump higher than them. He seemed to take it as a personal insult that they brushed against his nose and then flew away aided by the wind, before he could bite them into pieces. The wind itself was cold enough for me to be thankful I had a jacket on, even though the sun was out. Suddenly, 'Uff, kitni thandi hai yeh rut' came unbidden to mind. (Yeah, I think in terms of Hindi film songs all the time.)
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