This has been the most beautiful autumn season in my memory! Just driving around has been breathtaking, and I've spent an inordinate amount of time just kneeling on my couch and gazing out the back window. The power of a blazing tree to fill me with .........what? Happy/Wistful/Wild/ you know, Autumn feelings. Crunch down the street, swishing up the leaves, bluer than blue sky, totally conscious RIGHT NOW. I need the perfect poem, or phrase. Anyone got one? While you're at it, do you have one about sleeping in the afternoon sunshine next to my black cat?
But now, dun dun dun, getting brown, shriveled, cold - same old thing that happens every year. I feel indignant! Not quite shocked, exactly, but REALLY? AGAIN!?! Didn't this just happen last year?!? Hmmmph.
Yet! These have been some awesome days around here. Nothing out of the ordinary, and I was going to blog about the enjoyable predictability of my days, but the phrase "routine contentment" rang my bell when I started listening to To Kill a Mockingbird on CD last night.
I just finished Pride and Prejudice on CD and Oh, it was wonderful! Among other things, (you know, the story and language being perfect and funny) the reader pronounced "room" more along the lines of "rum" so it became my form of a drinking game to raise my imaginary glass and proclaim RUM! each time after her. I watched the Kiera Knightly P and P version the other night, and Ethan exclaimed "isn't that the same as the CD you were listening to?" Smart cookie, that one. I've borrowed the Colin Firth version, which I've never seen, and Leslie advised me to just go ahead and give it the 5 straight hours it deserves. Somehow, I'm going to manage that, because I had to stop and start the KK PnP about 400 times at least, (and anyone with kids, puppies, phones and a small bladder knows what I'm talking about!) and it was annoying.
Of course, movies never live up to books with the two and only exceptions of LOTR and Stardust.
Yes, I just wrote a blog post about the weather, books and movies. I am indeed - pretty darn prosaic.
I know what you mean about autumn time. Something about the harvest time makes me feel ALIVE. I love the comfort food that emerges this time of year, the way the sunlight looks, and the colors! Oh, the colors! Something about the color palette of fall makes me feel rich. Not the money rich but the creamy, sweet and fattening rich. Mmmmm.
ReplyDeletePumpkin pie rich!
ReplyDeletehear, hear! I loved your "prosaic" post. It's making me appreciate the beautiful Maryland colors even more! plus, books and movies are fall/winter things, so it's very appropriate.
ReplyDeleteWeee! My own blazing tree in the front yard stops me in my tracks every time... not just the beauty of it, but I catch a glimpse of ORANGE! out of the corner of my eye in a place I am not expecting it, and I have to double take on the tree. Every time. I swear, I am worse than ORANGE! sorry, worse than a dog in a squirrel park.
ReplyDeleteYa know... I have the Firth P&P, if ya wanna come over and stay up sooper late some night, we could watch the whole blessed thing.