Fall leaves, bittersweet

11 October 2011

There’s nothing like that quality of light through fall leaves. It’s hypnotic. Even if you’re driving at mid-afternoon the light is already low in the sky, and it hits you through the leaves like a strobe light.

It was one of those amazing 70-degree days, so we had our last lobster rolls of the season at that drive-up place where you sit outside on picnic benches. Conversation drifts in and out, because it’s hard to concentrate on something other than those huge chunks of lobster meat, the slice of watermelon they serve on the side, and that warm light.

Once the leaves start to fall in earnest, it’ll be colder and we won’t feel so much like we’re perched in a kind of never-never land of warm, dry fall crispness. It’s different if you have to wear a sweater.

And with that, we’re saying one more goodbye to summer.

One Response to “Fall leaves, bittersweet”

  1. Hattie Says:

    Lovely. And let this fall be the beginning of great changes in America.

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