October 17th, 2010

caillebotte_man at his window

October Delights

A bit of drizzle enlivened the gray day, occasionally bringing sound to the stillness, glazing the pavement, coaxing a scent from the earth and wood and the strewn leaves. The slow storm sent no wind to move the trees, but the clouds tumbled and rolled north, their unbroken mass admitting no sight of the sun. This foretaste of winter has been brief, and thus welcome. Tomorrow will be another aftertaste of summer, equally welcome. Changeable autumn, breaker of monotony.


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