Musings on a Quiet Day

Today has been quiet. Without a psycho roomie & with the roommate out of town in Orange County [*shudder*], I sat up late working and reading. This morning I got up pretty early, did a bunch of reading & studied some Syriac.

The weather is nice. I keep an eye on the weather in Seoul and Rarotonga for reasons what may escape you, o delightful reader, but it is quite a joy to watch the temperature rocket from 50 F to 85 F & then drop back down to 50 in the former location. I'm imagining the fall; such a beautiful season & here it mostly just means cloudy/misty mornings. Oh! The only season I miss from places that have them is fall. The sweater days, the lacrosse & field hockey games, the leaves burning on the boughs...

*sigh* You can't move from somewhere that has a Fall to a place that doesn't without having a weak moment or two. Still, I'm not going back anywhere that has one anytime soon. The not-frozen, not-dried-out-skin feeling all the time is too wonderful to give up for a moment of sweet near-frost on a carpet of banana-yellow leaves for one week out of the year.

I should plan a vacation for next time the leaves come around so I can be there when they turn, then come back to sanity here on the giant dry lands of the southwest.

I can't believe there used to be one of the largest freshwater lakes in the world west of San Diego as recently as the 15th century...

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I am currently listening to: "Swordfish" soundtrack (P. Oakenfeld)
I am currently reading: "Introduction to Syriac"