As Summer Changes to Fall

Its dark out and I've got a cup of coffee.  Soon, I'll have to get up and finish getting ready for the day--eat, dress, commute, etc...--but right now I'm clinging to my coffee and the restful silence of the morning.  It wasn't too long ago that there would have been light this morning, summer seems like it is just behind us but we are around the bend now.  The afternoons are still warm, when the sun is out, but the mornings are dark now and evenings turn to night much faster than they used too.

Bellingham usually has a really nice September but this year it almost feels like October has come quicker than usual yet is still a week and a half away.  It is the clouds and the constant threat of rain and the changing leaves and the school buses passing me while I ride to work in the mornings then ride home again in the late afternoon.  This changing season invokes melodies of slow, sad country songs--there is an essence of nostalgia and sadness in the air as summer changes to fall.

And yet I look forward to this time of year, I enjoy the layer of chill that is in the air and the way the colors change and the promise of school.  Even though I am not a student (I had to drop the class I was taking...for a variety of reasons) there is something rich and exciting about the new school year that still effects me.  And, it could be the returning college students, there is a buzz in the air and more people out on vintage bikes and long boards than normal, people out, just killing time.  Killing time, not something I do a lot of, or, not in the leisurely fashion of a student.

So here we go, a fall Friday.  A 30 percent change of rain, most likely cloudy, but so long as it isn't raining there is always a chance of sun.