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Biking to the gym after work, the pre-storm air was ... chewy; all cream and velvet and thick. This is the time of year when I repeatedly find myself thinking, Gosh, this is weird weather ... oh, duh! it's October. We'll have a storm or two, and then a gang of hot dry winds that turn the fallen leaves into powder and drive the powder into your eyes as they stomp down the street muttering something about a date with a firestorm. Then more rain, and maybe a brief cold snap. November is when I vacuum out the wall register and re-figure out how to light the pilot light. When I make sure the area around the woodstove is clear and try to put the woodshed in order. When the PG&E bill crouches for its annual high-jump. But October is when things Change.

Date: 2007-10-10 12:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kahnegabs.livejournal.com

So it is!
I've been feeling cold, so I chickened out and lit my heater pilot lights yesterday. I set them at 65, so hopefully I won't be handing too much over to PGE.

Enjoy the rain!

Date: 2007-10-10 03:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wulfsdottir.livejournal.com
We'll have a storm or two, and then a gang of hot dry winds that turn the fallen leaves into powder and drive the powder into your eyes as they stomp down the street muttering something about a date with a firestorm.

But October is when things Change.

I like the way you write.

Date: 2007-10-10 03:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hrj.livejournal.com
Thanks -- I was being deliberately expository yesterday.

Date: 2007-10-10 07:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dr-zrfq.livejournal.com
My heat won't come on until I switch the thermostat over. Ours has three basic settings: Cool, Off, and Heat, with Cool and Heat having subsettings for time/temperature pairs. Right now it's still on Cool, because here in the &^%$#@! FedroSplat we're still waiting for autumn to start.
From: [identity profile] nancytoday.livejournal.com
excellent visual there!

And this one:

a gang of hot dry winds that turn the fallen leaves into powder and drive the powder into your eyes as they stomp down the street muttering something about a date with a firestorm

Wow. What great use of words. Okay, I'm getting it now, why you're into words.

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