Blue? You have blue in your sky? With our recent weather, I'm getting to where I barely remember that skies come in anything other than gray. Maybe I need to go for a LONG drive.... :-)
I think it's the contrast with the turning leaves, as blue and orange are color opposites. That and the sun is at a different angle, so the color is more saturated.
Well, I'm English descended, and all October says to me is enjoy the warm weather left while you can and make sure the snowblower works.
The older I get, the more I appreciate my Dad's saying when it rained that you don't have to shovel rain.
Actually, he also used to say that one day he would put a snow shovel on his shoulder and start walking South until someone pointed to it and said "What's that?"
He got that from Homer, when Odysseus, tired of life at sea, said he was going to take an oar and walk inland until someone pointed to the oar and said "What's that?" He grew up dirt poor in southern Illinois so he read books for free in the public library, like Homer. People did that then, and libraries had books like that for kids then. Wow.
What do you mean the sky is blue? I thought it was gray. With a constantly descending drizzle.
Once in a while the clouds break around here so you can see the Space Needle.
P.S. Don't tell anybody, but it actually rains more in Chicago than in Seattle...we have some spectacular summer days out here. But they don't arrive until July 5 and promptly depart right before Labor Day.
We've had a remarkable stretch of beautiful days in the St. Louis area. Maybe Scott is right and there are Anglo Saxon genes delighting in the crisp coolness...
There's also Anglo-Saxon genes wondering how it can be counted beautiful to see the lush green foliage of Summer wither, die and crash to the ground to be unceremoniously burned or hauled away in bags, as the ambient air becomes less and less hospitable, and thinking San Juan would be a whole lot better (plus I can speak Spanish there).
And I was from Minnesota!! -- once spouting things like "cold weather keeps the riff-raff out", "cold weather builds character", thinking nothing of subzero block parties etc.
I'm not sure, but I definitely agree with you. The clarity of blue in my Colorado sky is indescribably beautiful and happy.
ReplyDeleteBlue? You have blue in your sky? With our recent weather, I'm getting to where I barely remember that skies come in anything other than gray. Maybe I need to go for a LONG drive.... :-)
ReplyDeleteI think it's the contrast with the turning leaves, as blue and orange are color opposites. That and the sun is at a different angle, so the color is more saturated.
ReplyDeleteWell, I'm English descended, and all October says to me is enjoy the warm weather left while you can and make sure the snowblower works.
ReplyDeleteThe older I get, the more I appreciate my Dad's saying when it rained that you don't have to shovel rain.
Actually, he also used to say that one day he would put a snow shovel on his shoulder and start walking South until someone pointed to it and said "What's that?"
He got that from Homer, when Odysseus, tired of life at sea, said he was going to take an oar and walk inland until someone pointed to the oar and said "What's that?" He grew up dirt poor in southern Illinois so he read books for free in the public library, like Homer. People did that then, and libraries had books like that for kids then. Wow.
PS -- my long drive is gonna be to Miami, maybe followed by boat to San Juan!
ReplyDeleteBecause you are an old romantic.
ReplyDeleteWhat do you mean the sky is blue? I thought it was gray. With a constantly descending drizzle.
ReplyDeleteOnce in a while the clouds break around here so you can see the Space Needle.
P.S. Don't tell anybody, but it actually rains more in Chicago than in Seattle...we have some spectacular summer days out here. But they don't arrive until July 5 and promptly depart right before Labor Day.
Doorman,
ReplyDeleteYou are quite wrong. I am a YOUNG romantic...
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All,
We've had a remarkable stretch of beautiful days in the St. Louis area. Maybe Scott is right and there are Anglo Saxon genes delighting in the crisp coolness...
There's also Anglo-Saxon genes wondering how it can be counted beautiful to see the lush green foliage of Summer wither, die and crash to the ground to be unceremoniously burned or hauled away in bags, as the ambient air becomes less and less hospitable, and thinking San Juan would be a whole lot better (plus I can speak Spanish there).
ReplyDeleteAnd I was from Minnesota!! -- once spouting things like "cold weather keeps the riff-raff out", "cold weather builds character", thinking nothing of subzero block parties etc.