Let the Color Changing Begin

Underhill, VT

On my lunch break I bike to this road and back.

When I bike up the road a few hundred yards and turn around, I almost always sigh at the lovely sight before me, whatever time of year. I envy the people whose house abuts this view (although the marsh probably breeds mosquitoes and flooding). Today there were two cars of people stopping to take pictures. I read that we are about a week behind peak foliage, and I believe it – normally the world is on fire when I go to Tunbridge, and instead it’s just starting to spark.

Last Night’s Purple Skies

Let’s make this clear: Summer rules the calendar. The ability to seamlessly slide between indoors & outdoors without additional protective gear being donned instantly seems to enlarge the world. Balmy summer air is a whole-body caress. Food comes right out of the ground. The whole world seems to be on your side.

The only consolation around summer’s inevitable end is that at least we get Fall. Fall’s consolation prizes:

  • Boots!
  • Jackets! I just love jackets.
  • The return of Soup Night! I have a very nice revolving repertoire of soups that make weeknight suppers easy.
  • Baking!
  • Oatmeal!
  • The dazzling and surreal display of Vermont foliage – we get a balm for the eyes in exchange for giving up our balm of summer air

I mean, if we had to dive directly from summer to winter? Thank you, Fall.

But first. I got five more days of summer to go, bucko. Make it count.

What Would You Say to Your Teeange Self?

  1. Keep doing what you’re doing. You’re wonderful.
  2. You should really date other people. Locking yourself down at age 15 1/2 is not wise. See what other guys are like.
  3. Most importantly, relax, Tytania, enjoy life. Like when your boyfriend shakes you sometimes and say, “Be happy!!”?? You take everything so, so seriously. It is serious, but if your first rule above rules was, “Relax, Tytania, Enjoy Life,” the others would follow so much more naturally and joyfully.

Those are my two regrets about my teen years. I wish I’d dated other people, and I wish I’d been happier.

Stumbling

“To have high morale is to believe that you are able to do the things you want to do; to have low morale is to believe the opposite… Morale is your motive force, and you live or die by its maintenance.” https://guzey.com/morale/

Outward: beautiful day

Forward: going to give a talk at the Fair!

One bad thing: something gross happened, will not elaborate.

Here’s a picture of bright red fungus we saw on a walk over the weekend.