Musings

Another morning

I’m enjoying the sky just before the sun rises.

Marking time

The rising sun appears cheerful and upbeat for this shortest day. I’m anthropomorphizing again.

This evokes winter…with brown dried petals, and green lawn peeking through…so upbeat, despite the hibernal times.

Selfishly

We’ve had lows below freezing recently, and we’re headed for highs in the 70s. Aside from the implications regarding climate change [huuuuge], I’m looking forward to it.

Beyond Pantone

I’m calling this autumn gold. I find it much more approachable than Silver Glow, um?, nope: Cloud Dancer. That’s a shade of white being promoted for 2026, and that’s a purely dopey name.

Lucky me

I was lucky today. We had rain off and on. Without planning, every time I went outside it wasn’t raining.

Daybreak

I’m feeling the approaching solstice…this dawn-ish sky arrived late.

Sharing

Our neighbor went for the easy, low-degree-of-difficulty, outdoor seasonal lighting. It’s a light with a slow-spinning color wheel in front of it pointed at the front of his house. Side benefit for us, the moving points of light come in our windows, too. [I would not be pleased at all if they came in the bedroom.]

Revel in the good times

The promised cold rolled in, yet it wasn’t staggeringly chilly during the daylight hours as the sun did a good job of radiating heat. During darkness, well, that’s a different story.

Yikes

This was our day…wind blowing leaves around and dusting the sidewalks with acorns, too.

Here’s an iced stone bench at the Canyon Rim Visitor Center at the New River Gorge last week. It is representing (suggesting? hinting at?) the cold predicted for us for the next few days. A low of 21°F is expected tomorrow morning, even colder with the wind chill. That’s brr, but brrrrrrrrrrr for ATL.

Selfish?

Cranberries

Saw cranberries; had to buy them, then sauce them. Mmmmm.