My window is open, only a little bit. The smell of rain; the cool, damp air; the sound of water; the darkness outside— they’re all here now, for a long time. Outside my window is blackness, the reflection of my indoor light. If I look out there I can see the outline of my neighbor’s giant maple. Only one and a half weeks ago I had stared out my sunny window, worrying for its leaves, which were partially crisped by the sun. Only a week ago, we couldn’t go outside because the air quality was hazardous.
Torrential Autumn Equinox
Torrential Autumn Equinox
Torrential Autumn Equinox
My window is open, only a little bit. The smell of rain; the cool, damp air; the sound of water; the darkness outside— they’re all here now, for a long time. Outside my window is blackness, the reflection of my indoor light. If I look out there I can see the outline of my neighbor’s giant maple. Only one and a half weeks ago I had stared out my sunny window, worrying for its leaves, which were partially crisped by the sun. Only a week ago, we couldn’t go outside because the air quality was hazardous.