I looked outside this morning and for the first time this November, round molded snow lies over everything. The world is white and blue and grey….neighbours brushing off their cars provide the only splashes of colour, red injected onto an otherwise neutral day. It all looks so heavy and cold. It looks wet…with that particular up-to-the-ankles-cold-wet. There is a sadness in me because of the loss of autumn this morning. Autumn captures all of the colour and intensity that I love.
I look at Laurie-dog curled up on the computer-room couch and know that he too, is going to feel particularly indifferent to this new season.