À la Recherche du temps perdu . . .

 

I took what is becoming an annual tradition for me, a late-October stroll around Missoula to catch the leaves.  Incredible carpets of leaves throughout the University Area.  

For me, fall is a time that inspires reflection.  A "Remembrance of Things Past."

It's Official . . . Fall Has Come to Northwest Montana

This past week my forced air heater and vented fireplace were serviced, the sprinkler system was blown out and shut down, and I flirted with re-water-sealing my decks. 

It rained all day yesterday - a steady gray drizzle that hinted at things to come.  Folks were holed up at the coffee house where I work (while searching for my perfect library job), sipping hot concoctions and greeting one another with bonhomie.  Cozy, comforting and familiar.  It's autumn in the Flathead.

My Newest Musical Discovery

It's Daylight Savings!

It's Springtime in the Rockies!  As I look out my window, I can see parts of my yard that have been hidden for a couple of months.  The sundial that our Aunt Elma gave us in the Sixties has emerged from its blanket of snow.

Yesterday I discovered a new singer, Alycia Lang.  Her covers of The Bangles' "Eternal Flame," and The Beatles' "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" are incredible interpretations . . .  poetic and poignant.  

And so, this first day of Daylight Savings finds me sitting shirtless on my back porch steps reading my Kindle and savoring a Sunny Hours Sunday!   Happy Springtime!