10 October 2006

the fall and rise of fall?

Where art thou, o Fally Fall...? Another day of 77-79 degrees? Where's the brisk whoosh of ghosts? Where's the mad dash for that perfect light jacket, which must still be in a box, somewhere?

The Equinox is long behind us, so git with it!

The photo was taken at a fab neighborhood watering hole, at a gaping exposure of 3.2 seconds. If the walls really WERE that color, I might never have left... until Autumn really arrives, anyway.

UPDATE, 1:30pm: okay, it's officially 76 degrees, which is better than 79, but still too warm, demmit.

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