at least close enough.
autumn. such as autumn in Louisiana exists.
today it was 32° at 7:00 am.
in the eastern half of the backyard sky, way back behind the slatted chainlink and the neighbor's trees and their neighbors' neighbors' trees too, there was a luminous deep pink glow. I know it was there because some of it leaked through the curtains onto the wall across from the bed. such a warm orange-pink color--cotton-candy pink, but not so wispy as cotton candy--imagine if pink cotton candy was as thick and felted as the warmest wool blanket. it almost looked out of place on such a cold morning.
although I'm not used to it anymore, I do kind of relish all this chill in the air. it feels right. it feels energizing.
will the still-green cherry tomatoes out on their vines find it energizing? possibly not. I might need to bring those plants inside for the rest of the year.
or I might not. it may warm back up to 70° over the weekend. we'll see.
these here are photos from several summers ago.
Michigan beaches. blue sky, blue lake, all layered like animated elemental paint swatches.
sun, sand, mist. campfires. ice cream.
this isn't a real collage. you'll have to pretend. clip a few images from now, from last year, from three years ago... see what they look like up next to each other. does the cold of today make those sunny June beaches look less warm than they were? or can the memory of the beach insulate this first day of November against all the risk of frost?
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