Transitus

I'm sitting here on my porch enjoying the late-Summer rain. It has come unexpectedly but I don't mind it. I'm actually enjoying it. I was longing for a small rain shower on a semi-warm evening. I thought we might get a thunderstorm a couple weeks ago but it never came. And tho this wasn't much (it seems to have already stopped) it was enough to be enjoyable. Enough to cover the ground in a light layer of water. Enough to bring the smell of damp pavement into the air. Enough to bring a flash or two of lightning off in the distance.

I'm looking forward to Autumn, as per usual. I like wearing sweaters and scarves and feeling that light chill on your face at night; the smell of dead leaves and woodsmoke filling the air; the occasional rain storm passing through. But I always get a little sad when Summer begins drawing to a close. I've written before about the pleasant, little between-season transitions in the weather and how nice they can be. I suppose tonight is the beginning of one of those. The days have already started getting noticeably shorter. The nights have gotten increasingly longer and chillier. The fragrances of Summer have begun to fade from the air. But the warmth is still there during the day. The Indian Summer is settling in.

This Fall I need to make some sort of change. Even if it's small. Anything, within reason, will be good. As long as something about my everyday life is at least slightly different by Winter I will be happy. I'm obviously hoping for certain things to come about but I will gladly accept a number of other possibilities if the options present themselves to me. I realize I'm being somewhat cryptic with my last few sentences but that's alright. I have the right to be as vague as I want to be. After all, I am the one writing this and I get to choose what I put out there for the world to read. And with that I will, for now, bid you adieu.

Addendum.

Sept. 13, 2009 - 1:57 am

Not long after I posted this the rain returned bringing with it plenty of thunder and deep-cloud lightning. The rain even made some nearby power lines arc and spark all over the place. It was actually pretty neat. I ended up sitting out on my porch all night enjoying it. The best of the lightning began about an hour before sunrise when bolts finally became visible instead of staying hidden deep inside the clouds. I just sat and watched until dawn, counting whenever I saw a flash until I would hear the thunder. I even got far too technical with it and looked up an online lightning distance calculator just to figure out how far away it all was. I tried to take a few pictures but only managed to catch a lightning bolt in one of them. Not my best night for lightning photos by far. But it was nice, and I'm glad i decided to stay up to witness it.

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