Autumn has come.

Getting into frosty mornings and ‘wait and see’ afternoons.


The weatherman says that Sunday’s all-day rain was Monsoon’s last gasp. The weatherman said that on the previous weekend as well, so flip a coin. But sooner or later the rain has to stop – if only to turn into snow. Maybe this is that ‘climate change’ we’ve been threatened with. Twelve years to global destruction, y’all.

Not long before it’s time to prep the woodstove for daily use. Not my favorite time of year. In fact my first five winters, before I moved into the cabin, were so protractedly unpleasant that I got kind of emotional about it. Took a long time to get over that, but now the Lair is snug and warm for most of each winter day excluding only an hour or so first thing in the morning before the woodstove takes hold of the situation. Even then, now I can retreat to the bedroom if I’m feeling especially old-mannish. So bring it on, I guess. Winter will never be my favorite season, but happily it’s not the ordeal it used to be.

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3 Responses to Autumn has come.

  1. Over the years, I’ve developed a healthy distrust in the weathertainer community. With their continued embellishment of the severity of the weather to the fact that they are too wrong to be believed and too right to be ignored, I’ve learned to take their prognostications with a healthy grain of salt.

  2. Judy says:

    Pretty much, if I don’t see it on the radar or observe it from my own front porch, I’m not buying it.  I try real hard not to be my father and yell at the computer screen about what a bunch of morons they are because they can’t figure out where our weather patterns come from.

  3. paulb says:

    I have a weather rock I use. Locally pretty accurate.

To the stake with the heretic!