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Sunday, October 22, 2006

Yummy Autumn Thoughts

I'm just sitting here on this dreary, October, Sunday afternoon with some yummy mulled cider I just made. I love the smell of autumn, the bold falling leaves, spices, pumpkins and of course the Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte (of joy). I love the sound of football in the background and knowing that Sunday night chilli dinners are just around the corner. I was born in October and so I think it natural to have this love affair with autumn. While many people celebrate springtime because it symbolizes life and rebirth, I celebrate autumn because I love life most during this time. To me autumn is the rebirth of nostalgia, a symbol of where we have been and all we have accomplished, a reminder that life continues and the notion that life is ever-changing. It is the time I say to myself...I made it to another autumn and I am thankful.

Delicious Autumn

Delicious Autumn
My soul is wedded to it,
And if I were a bird I would fly about the earth
Seeking the successive autumns.

--George Eliot

A cycle incomplete without bold autumn.
Crisp breath and frosty sun foretold autumn—

Hot cider and windy walks before bed.
Bodies move in shadows of cold autumn.

These nights I wish you’d swallow me—
Clear skies, you beside me, to hold autumn!

Hail-drops explode on our window panes.
Bitter separates us, withholds autumn.

Scents of maple, pine, and pumpkin hide
beneath the frost of an untold autumn.

October was auctioned to the highest bidder.
Are you the one who went and sold autumn,

whom I wish were by my side tonight?
I say, get back your gold, autumn!


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