what they call the human season

[ivyology]

I woke up and there was October, half-gone. Something about the weather, that longest winter, or was it the tepid summer, I don't know the science of fall, but something has made this season's color show a most gorgeous thing. Today, the bluest sky. A holiday. A kind of joy.

I drove until I found a public hiking trail, ill-attended and overgrown. Steep, and quiet, and I walked and walked. I don't live in the woods anymore, and I've almost gotten over it. But I still need them, just sometimes, need that air, those sounds and shadows, a fix.

October has always been to me like a whole month of Sundays, I have already a tendency to cling to things past but for this one month I indulge. Gluttony. I am sentimental, emotional, strange. I avoid to no avail, all the old ghosts make the journey for the annual reunion, I remember all my dreams. What is it? I begin to remember now how it is that December's deep white numbing always comes as such relief -

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[ladygrey.livejournal.com]

the overwhelmingly gorgeous color is due to all that rain we got. that's why the leaves are so late in turning, too. rain makes things stay green longer, and gives nourishment, and leads to spectacular color. it is the most amazing autumn i can remember.... and too bad photos just can't capture it.

[ivyenglish.livejournal.com]

Thank you, dear. Now I do know the science of fall.

I keep fucking meaning to call you, by the way, because I need to get down there and visit you. Well, you and Northampton. I swear you're the bigger draw but hell, Northampton's a pretty big one too. This weekend is out but what are you doing the weekend after that?