Fall at Murky
I sit at Murky Coffee today, working on some stats packages, watching the rain fall down on the freshly paved Wilson Boulevard, with Johnny Cash singing mournful songs accompanied by acoustic guitar. In the distance, the trees in the park down the street are beginning to turn just that bit golden that signifies that the winter of my discontent is coming again, with its cold and with its snow.
The tables outside are huddled together beneath the overhang, the usual population absent from the sidewalk cafe. The last refugees of the summer sit beneath the overhang smoking cigarettes and talking over rapidly cooling coffee.
Fall is here. Winter is Coming. There’s no turning back.
TGFIC! I’m so happy to see the gross humid days disappear, however soon it will be freezing cold and I’ll be longing for the spring weather.
I hope we get tons and tons of snow this winter, and with it lot of snow days at work!
Amen to that, Max. Lots of snow, followed by mornings with hot coffee and pancakes.
Sitting at a coffee shop, looking out at the rain. OMFG, this blog sux.
Thanks, Bored. It’s a quiet day in DC. School’s in session again, so is Congress, and life for many of our authors is intervening in unscheduled and unplanned ways. Perhaps you’d like to add your voice?
YAY FALL and cold weather!!!
Alas – back to the 80 degree days soon, though. I can’t wait to bust out the puffy vests…