Very late at night, while the cat snores on my lap, I delight in the cold air that comes through the window. I let it flow in to drive away every trace of lingering heat radiating down from the attic. Night exorcises the demon of summer from the house. The chill is sufficient to make me shiver, but I enjoy it. In a few months, I will undoubtedly bundle up and complain against nights this cold, but for now the feeling is so welcome that I am wearing my thinnest shirt, and that unbuttoned. Each breath I take is like an inhalation chilled by mint. Were it not too late for caffeine, I would drink some iced tea, just to intensify the effect. Hooray for goose bumps! Autumn is here!
Sep. 30th, 2003
Buck Passing
Sep. 30th, 2003 02:25 pmA deer just ran across my front lawn, in broad daylight. They seldom come this far into town at midday. It was a full grown buck, with a large set of antlers. Eight points, I think, but I was so startled by his sudden appearance that I failed to get a good count. He came down through the front yards from the north, leaping the low fences, and passed across my lawn about twenty feet from where I was standing, then crossed the street and went through the front yard of the house on the corner, then across the road to the south and into the orchard. I waited for a few minutes to se if any other deer followed him, but there were none. I seldom see lone deer, but then I seldom see them this time of day, either. If I believed in omens, I'd consider this a good one. I just hope that he heads east from the orchard, rather than west toward the town, where traffic is heavy in the afternoons.