9.26.2011

Falling into the Semester

It's a gray, overcast Monday morning in which we are following our Wednesday class schedule to make up for a lost Wednesday in late October. I have found that law school seems to be designed to keep you feeling off balance. Just as enough time has passed to make a schedule start feeling routine, it is throw off with something like a crazy illogical schedule change. But things are starting to feel like a rhythm even if it is more like scattered jazz than predictable pop.

But my wardrobe colors have slowly evolved into the familiar and warm autumn colors of oranges, browns and deep reds that match my silly orange tabby cat.


The colors of the Japanese maples are slowly turning the customary bright deep red and the bark of the trunks are shiny bright. Each day I take a few moments to notice and examine the changes in the big oak trees leaves. More muddy orange leaves have fallen, with yet sackfuls of muddy late season green leaves still hanging on but looking vulnerable in the slightest of breeze. The hum of the late season lawn mowing still makes it feel not yet like autumn to me as an Alaskan.


It is difficult to bring myself back from my mind wandering to thoughts of golden yellow birch leaves and the baring of the white birch trunks that I know are all on full blazing display in the land of my heart. Instead it feels like a misty filter over me as I gaze out the window of my classroom pondering how on earth there are still new flowers blooming here at this time of year. The hardy yellow and orange mums, and the the bright reds of the late-season rose bushes make me smile as I remember it is still 75* outside here and is forecasted throughout the entire week!

In the mornings it is dark and gloomy out my window as I pull on my jeans and instinctively look for my wool socks. As I venture downstairs for coffee I remember to go outside to feel the weather....it is warm and humid and there is no need for wool socks today. It will be at least another month before I see my breath in the ripeness of morning.


- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

0 comments: