Bittersweet Friends

I feel like I could write an epic novel about fall here, and although I devoted the last entire post to how much I love it (well, that and my unique talent for procrastinating and yammering on nonsensically about virtually nothing) I just needed to try to show a few photos to prove my point.

I never take landscape photos. I feel like I’m completely unable to do the scene justice, certainly not more than just holding the memory inside my mind. Sometimes being behind the camera is amazing and I can capture tiny moments for later. Sometimes it’s best to just experience the tiny moments and enjoy them for what they are. But my neighborhood is better than I’ve ever seen before, so I was hoping to post some pictures. They still cannot do the trees justice – but I tried.

A couple of blocks down the street are tree canopies that span over the road. Currently the sunlight bursts through those trees, lighting up the changing colors, making them glow. And if you stand in the middle of the road the leaves fall all around you, like snow. It’s pretty magical. Last year I literally cried because just as the trees were turning gorgeous, a gigantic windstorm came along and blew all the leaves off of them – in one night. So I’m enjoying it doubly this year. Tripley. (Is tripley even a word? Tripeliciously!)

I wandered to the nearby bakery yesterday to pick up a pumpkin pie for an urban family dinner I was going to (urban family being my close friends, and my actual family dinner is today). I could have attempted to bake a pie, but I lacked the proper ingredients to prepare it… like flour, pumpkin, patience, and remote understanding of reading recipes. Aside from those things, I would have made the BEST PIE EVER. But, the bakery pie was decent and it gave me the excuse to walk through the trees. I picked out a tiny pumpkin (they are running quite the pumpkin extortion racket over at the little market – $3 for a teeny tiny pumpkin? Way to gouge the kids and girls (me) who find small gourds irresistible, y’bastards ). Also I’ve discovered another excellent pleasure to add to my fall addiction – Happy Planet apple cider. Words cannot properly convey it’s awesomeness! I keep telling myself that because it’s apples it’s absolutely acceptable that I’ve consumed three 1 litre bottles of it. In 2 days. Vitamin C, right?

It’s getting cold at night here, and I’ve tried as hard as I could to keep the windows open as long as possible in my apartment. But sitting in my overstuffed chair at night by the open window (even with big mug of sweet steaming cider) it’s now necessary to wrap up in a blanket. But combine those things with Iron and Wine playing softly on the stereo, and autumn air coming in, I’m trying to hold onto it for a few more days before the windows get shut in preparation for frost, and winter.

Happy Thanksgiving, Canada!