Writer's Block: And the forecast is…
Sep. 26th, 2011 08:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Autumn.
Crisp days, cold nights. Leaves changing colors into a palette of vivid reds, yellows, oranges, and the occasional deep purple. The sky seems bluer, the clouds whiter. Frost withers the green grass, and makes pruning old bushes possible. Pumpkins and apples are in season (and so are the baked goods that come from them). You can get away with a sweater, and there are No. Mosquitoes.
I wish it would hurry up and get here - down in the South we don't usually see it until late October, unless you live in the mountains. I miss autumn in New England, but I sure don't miss winter!
Autumn.
Crisp days, cold nights. Leaves changing colors into a palette of vivid reds, yellows, oranges, and the occasional deep purple. The sky seems bluer, the clouds whiter. Frost withers the green grass, and makes pruning old bushes possible. Pumpkins and apples are in season (and so are the baked goods that come from them). You can get away with a sweater, and there are No. Mosquitoes.
I wish it would hurry up and get here - down in the South we don't usually see it until late October, unless you live in the mountains. I miss autumn in New England, but I sure don't miss winter!
