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rebnessAutumn has well and truly arrived here. The leaves on the trees have been falling and the air seems clearer, lighter, with a slight nip. (This did not stop me swimming in the sea the other day and half-freezing to death.)
I was worried about how I would handle the change in seasons over here. I am outside all the time in this city and whereas back home I could just turn up the heating a notch higher and go back to my internets, I don't have such an option here. The oncoming BLACK was, admittedly, difficult to handle when I first started noticing I was coming home to darkness after work.
However, I'm really enjoying the changes (apart from the BLACK, of course). I like that I don't think my heart is going to explode from heat exhaustion in the stifling metro. I like that I'll be able to put on my sexy new scarf I bought a couple of weeks ago. And seasonal eating! I mean, my grocery shopping used to be at bloody Asda or Morrisons, so I was used to eating whatever on earth I wanted whenever (strawberries in winter!) but now I buy vegetables from the local greengrocer or the market, so have had to do away with my suspicious Soylent Green eternal vegetables. This week, sprouts, pumpkins, sweet potatoes, chestnuts and wild mushrooms have appeared. Gone are my strawberries, but I can deal.
For breakfast this morning, I had a fry-up with wild mushrooms, duck egg and bacon, topped off with some brown sauce filched from an Irish bar. I ate it in the soft light of the patio. It's the best thing I've cooked in ages. :D
I feel like reading some autumn!poetry, but NOT WORDSWORTH.
I was worried about how I would handle the change in seasons over here. I am outside all the time in this city and whereas back home I could just turn up the heating a notch higher and go back to my internets, I don't have such an option here. The oncoming BLACK was, admittedly, difficult to handle when I first started noticing I was coming home to darkness after work.
However, I'm really enjoying the changes (apart from the BLACK, of course). I like that I don't think my heart is going to explode from heat exhaustion in the stifling metro. I like that I'll be able to put on my sexy new scarf I bought a couple of weeks ago. And seasonal eating! I mean, my grocery shopping used to be at bloody Asda or Morrisons, so I was used to eating whatever on earth I wanted whenever (strawberries in winter!) but now I buy vegetables from the local greengrocer or the market, so have had to do away with my suspicious Soylent Green eternal vegetables. This week, sprouts, pumpkins, sweet potatoes, chestnuts and wild mushrooms have appeared. Gone are my strawberries, but I can deal.
For breakfast this morning, I had a fry-up with wild mushrooms, duck egg and bacon, topped off with some brown sauce filched from an Irish bar. I ate it in the soft light of the patio. It's the best thing I've cooked in ages. :D
I feel like reading some autumn!poetry, but NOT WORDSWORTH.
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Date: 2007-09-30 04:26 pm (UTC)W. B. Yeats
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the
stones
Are nine and fifty swans.
The nineteenth Autumn has come upon me
Since I first made my count;
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
Upon their clamorous wings.
I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.
All’s changed since I, hearing at twilight,
The first time on this shore,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Trod with a lighter tread.
Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold,
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.
But now they drift on the still water
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake’s edge or pool
Delight men’s eyes, when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?
OMG, I had such a literary weekend, it was so exciting.
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Date: 2007-10-01 08:48 am (UTC)Tell me about your literary weekend!
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Date: 2007-10-01 09:06 am (UTC)Uh-oh...
IGNORE! IGNORE! I see your post, no CAPS!
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Date: 2007-10-01 09:04 pm (UTC)