rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Balm

Near-balmy air and clear sky made for a pleasant day, but put the slug back in Sluggo. He has slugged me twice, so far, with his blue screen and now is being a slug. But the evening cools rapidly, and the enjoyable chill (strongly scented with growing grass) wafting through my open windows ought to put him to rights as night advances. The time of year does please me. Once the sun sets, as the light fades, the trees whose leaves have turned yellow stand out longer than any others, and the bright foliage seems to glow from within. Approaching darkness hides the deep reds of the dogwoods first, and the bright yellow of the walnut tree last. Eventually, all are swallowed by moonless night, all detail and color absorbed into black silhouettes. This fading is soothing to watch, and the mild air brings a pleasure of its own. Each season has its own delightful days, but the delightful days of autumn are the most serene of the year.
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