
Yesterday it was still and 92. Today it is windy and 61. Who knows about tomorrow. It's like a teenager discovering some things beyound skate boards.
And for adults, it is pure eye candy. The older I get, the more I notice. Plus, I have left the driving to the city of Lincoln and sit in the back of the #7 Belmont bus as it winds its way through the suburbs to my little napping rug. Each day I can see a street go from green to yellow to red to gold. Each day you can see kids go from shorts and t-shirts to heasvier jackets and stocking caps. College students are the hold outs. They are still in flip-flops and probably will be until the snow gets pretty deep.
Fall used to mean football to me but I have weaned my way off of that. I haven't watched a game and even though I like to see the Huskers win, it's not a big thing if they don't. I would just as soon spend a fall afternoon on my bike riding through Nebraska City. Maybe a piece of apple pie and ice cream along the way.
And take pictures. Like this one....a picture that caught the rise of fall.
1 comment:
fall should be enjoyed. not for football, but for the glory of its colors. The breathtaking panoramas & vistas of eye-catching hues before winter's harsh grip sets in. The cripness & clarity of that cool morning as you pedal or walk around, taking in the scenery.
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