The wind is up today. Better than snow (which was tentatively forecast) and really quite beautiful in itself. Leaves go spinning into the air, and hang there as though they were caught in crystal, buffeted from every side. The wind goes walking around the walls of the house, breathing and whispering. It's cool rather than cold, swinging round the body in great lazy gusts, fresh-tasting and sweet.
(It also makes it damn hard to carry a large flat box of donuts in a carrier bag, but that's quite beside the point.)
(It also makes it damn hard to carry a large flat box of donuts in a carrier bag, but that's quite beside the point.)
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Date: 2004-11-05 11:18 pm (UTC)