Autumn at last...

Good evening,

Today was one of those perfect autumn days. The kind of days that occur far more frequently on the pages of a book or in one's memory than in actuality. Those are the days that I, as I'm sure you know by now, adore the most. It was nearly painful for me to be inside at work all day, although I'm not all too certain what I would have done had I been let loose. Most of the leaves are still firmly attached to the trees here in the Twin Cities and, although they are slowly turning their beautiful shades of crimson and gold, the piles on the ground are far too small for frolicking. There's something about the autumn that makes me smile. I realize that it is quite odd... that a mere season could produce a physical reaction within me, but it's the truth. There's something about combining cool air with warm colors that I will always love.

I was hoping to approach the computer tonight with something intelligent or inspiring to write about, but I fear I have nothing of the sort. What I do have, however, is a headache and I think the best remedy for that is the cold side of the pillow.

Goodnight friends.
Until next time,
Tempa