If We Were Having Coffee – Sept.07/2014
Autumn
Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul and I’m happy to be here once again in the garden tending to your needs for a cuppa, and sweets. I must say, it’s great to see you all here in this relaxing atmosphere surrounded by flowers and butterflies. Have a seat where you choose, at a table in the sun or shade, and I’ll be happy to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership. We can relax while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. How has your week been?
The university students are still moving in here, most in a large rush as classes started this week. I was sitting out front in the sun with a cup of tea and I saw two young men wearing only shorts and ball caps skateboarding very fast down the street. A few minutes later, here they come back again. This time one had a four shelf bookcase balanced on his head and the other had two armfuls of bed linen so large that only the peak of his ball cap was visible. Moving by skateboard – new to me. If it has wheels, I’ve seen it moving furniture this week.
One young woman was moving into a unit next to mine and she had her Mom and Dad helping her with a small truck. They appeared late morning one day and diligently started carrying furniture inside. Now the units are quite small and they took in a lot of furniture.After a pregnant pause, the Mom and Dad started carrying furniture back out again. They took out a number of large pieces and reloaded them into the truck. Dad took off with the truck while Mom went back inside. After about an hour, Dad returns, opens the truck and starts carrying different furniture into the unit. Ha! Apparently the young woman was decorating her room by hit and miss. Dad carried out some more furniture as he was carrying the new in. Eventually he was done and he and Mom left together in the truck.
Ahhh, the discriminating tastes of the freshmen.
The students are so easy to separate into freshman and returning students. The freshmen wander along with wide eyes and a sort of lost look on their faces while their colleagues appear sure of themselves and look down their noses at the naïveté of the newbies. Do you remember you first year at University or perhaps at a new job? How were you treated? When you were the experienced one how did you treat the new arrival?
How about another cuppa? We have calorie free sweets, scones, biscuits – pick your favorites, there’s lots to go around. While the weather has remained sunny here this week, the temperatures have dropped considerably and the humidity is low. The slight breeze has a taste of Fall. I love this kind of crisp sweater weather. How about you? Long walks in the sun with the crunch of colorful leaves underfoot are soon coming. I live in a unit in a row of 100+ year old brick houses that have been restored. There is a line of large maple trees in front of the buildings and they are starting to drop their leaves. It brings back so many memories of family walks and strolls with my girl friends of past.
Judith A. Lindberg – Shades of Autumn
Do you have any favorite poetry about autumn? What is fall like where you live? Anyautumn stories that you’d like to share?
When I was younger I owned a 15 foot aluminum canoe and I loved going out for a paddle in the autumn on the smooth lake waters with the kaleidoscopic trees reflected in the surface. Exploring close to the shores, the quietness and the leaves in the water made the trip almost magical. My girlfriend and I would pack a lunch and then stop on an uninhabited shore to eat when we were hungry. The rustling of the leaves and the squirrels with the crunching underfoot made a sharp contrast to the quietness of the water. Floating back at the end of the day we would pause and just enjoy the sun and the colors and the glass like surface of the water. Occasionally we would see wildlife on the shore, deer and moose and other animals coming down to drink. Lord I loved those fall trips, a feeling that was irreproducible. No other season held such a sense of peacefulness for me as autumn. What feelings does autumn bring out in you?
Would you like another cuppa? Willow and I are honored that you dropped by the garden today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please feel free to look around at Willow’s other posts while you’re here. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you here in the garden again next week.
If we were having coffee I’d ask you : would you like another cuppa, or a biscuit . I’d tell you I have really come to enjoy these chats and I’d love to hear what you would tell me
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