I got caught in a storm on the way home last night. Lightning flashed, thunder crashed, the rain fell and minutes later tiny little hail stones were bouncing all over the place. I didn't get struck by lightning, my umbrella didn't blow inside out, in fact the worst thing that happened was one wet sock from a newly leaking shoe.
As my express train sped through the stations between work and home I saw people bundled up in big coats, young guys in rain spattered business suits without umbrellas, even a couple of youngsters looking cold and a bit forlorn in just t-shirts and jeans. By Newtown the storm was passing, and I swung by the shops to grab a few things for dinner, before heading home to get into track pants, my warmest socks and a night on the sofa with my knitting, a throw rug and the tv.
It's certainly Autumn.
4 comments:
i very much want to go the Australia. Besides the many sights I wish to see, I want to experience the polarity opposite of seasons.
The storm caught me completely by surprise last night. Luckily I wasn't outside, but I would have like to have seen the hail stones.
It's so strange to think of this as Autumn where you are...it's decidedly springy here in the Emerald City.
Incidentally, I haven't been blogging in ages. I'm doing much too much with mycitychic.com- you must check it out, even if most of my work is behind the scenes lately.
Spring has definitely sprung here in Portland---it's amazingly beautiful!
I do like the thought of you all snug in your little home, though.
Cheers!
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