Also, What Fall Looks Like Here

In case you were wondering.

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  1. And yes, sometimes I think I live in the poster house for the American Dream. Don’t ask me how it happened. I think it involved blood sacrifice. It’s kind of hazy these days.

  2. I see that as the awesome postcard available at the tourist kiosk on the other end of the (gated)driveway. Across the top in that bold yellow cursive writing: “Greetings from Scalziland! Now please go home.”

  3. D. Paul Angel – I am in my 40’s (the new "20" they say!), am originally from California, and now live in Portland, OR, but would eventually like to "retire" to Hawaii. I am, most definitely, a “Nerd’s Nerd.” I can recite huge tracts of Monty Python, can force Star Wars quotes into nearly any conversation, find serenity amongst fireflies, enjoy hitchhiking to the beach with my towel in hand (remember the Hawaii bit), have found precious little to dislike about Tolkien, and find any argument favoring Picard over Kirk to be both fascinating and most illogical. My foundation in Science Fiction began with Asimov, but Heinlein’s wit brought it to the front of my conscious. Although I am still recovering from the amount of time spent wheeling through Jordan and Sanderson’s epic, I have found long series, such as Scalzi’s, no longer make me feel like an old man (The new 20, right!?). I've always had a love of comics, particularly the far side of Bloom County where Calvin lived, often casting pearls before swine whilst doing the foxtrot over the hedge. Even though I already have 2 puppy-dogs I love, Zack and Satia, I can’t help but think how awesome having a magical creature would be; even if I do worry that caring for it would leave me feeling hagrid. I am more comfortable tweeting than facebooking, and I'm not athletic enough to be a tumblr. I'm also an airplane nerd and a licensed, albeit non-current, pilot. I've travelled enough to know I want to travel more, I've read, cover to cover, The Bible, Koran, Book of Mormon, Science and Health, and a smattering of Eastern philosophies, and I was one of the early board members of Cerimon House. I can bake bread from scratch, grill, and cook; and I've failed, miserably, in learning at least 4 different programming languages. I write, commit photography, and am learning the ins and out of drawing and illustration. I have long straddled that shady realm between the wholly physical and utterly imaginative, and I'm working towards taking up residence in the latter. I'm an expert in all forms of philosophocating, but find it is best done with open eyes, compassion, and humor; preferably with pleasant company, snacks, and an ample supply of delicious beverages. I have also been known to make the occasional pun.
    D. Paul Angel

    Very nice! I especially like the tree that is kind of by itself in the lawn. Sets the photo very nicely.

  4. This makes me want to flip back and forth between your last couple of posts and shout, “Extreme close up!” like Wayne and Garth.

  5. Very nice. I am especially envious of your weather. Here in Germany it rains. It looks as if it may brighten up again with the beginning of next week.
    Anyway, beautiful picture!

  6. While I would not trade my low humidity, sunny clear summers for anything (lives in Colorado), I do miss midwestern Fall days. What the photo cannot convey is the lovely crisp scent of Fall, but it’s lovely nonetheless. Thanks for the reminder.

  7. changterhune – Before you hear lies from Chang Terhune himself, we thought we’d tell you the truth: without us, his old action figures, he’d be nowhere. He loved science fiction from way back and began reading it at an early age, but it was through us that he acted it all out. That’s what led to the writing. He watched a lot of science fiction shows like Star Trek, U.F.O, and movies, too. But we were always there to do his bidding. And it’s like they say: you always forget about the little people on your way up. Oh, the 70’s and early 80’s with him were good times! He’d use these blocks and make all the crazy buildings for us to be in his stories. I gotta say the kid’s imagination was pretty damn fertile. Oh, he had friends, but they just weren’t into it like him. He was like the Lance Armstrong of action figures. And of science fiction. At first, when he began writing in the eighth grade, we didn’t mind. He still made time for us. And we knew that when he was holding us in his sweaty little hands and he got that far off look in his eye, he’d come back to burying us in the back yard or - god forbid! – blowing us up with firecrackers. But it was worth it for a part in one of those stories. We loved him for it. He kept us around even when we were minus a leg or two - or even a head. In that mind of his, he found a use for all of us. Then he discovered girls. October, 1986. It was like the end of the world. One day we’re standing in the middle of this building block creation he’d pretended was some marble city on a planet near Alpha Centauri and the next we were stuck in a box in the closet. Not even a “See ya later!” Nope, it was into the closet, then we heard some high-pitched girly-giggles then silence. We didn’t see him for years. We got word about him once in a while. Heard he took up writing, but it was crap like “The Breakfast Club” only with better music. We couldn’t believe it. Not Charlie. What happened to those aliens with heads he’d sculpted out of wax? Spaceships? Those complex plots? All gone. For what? You guessed it: Girls. Emotions. “Serious fiction.” I tell you, it was like hearing Elvis had left the building. During our two decade exile in the closet, we heard other things about him. He went to college. He wrote a lot, but not much he really liked. We knew it even then. It was like he didn’t dare write science fiction. Some of us had lost hope and just lay there. Others kept vigil, hoping for a day we didn’t dare speak about. Then we heard he’d stopped writing in 1996. Did he come to reclaim us? No. He took up music for ten years or so. He took up yoga. Once in a while, he’d visit us in the closet. But it was half-hearted. His mind was elsewhere. Then one day, he really did come back for us. One second we’re in the dark and the next thing we know we’re in a car headed for Massachusetts. Suddenly we got a whole shelf to ourselves out in broad daylight! Then he bought a bunch of others form some planet called Ebay. He’d just sit and stare at us with that old look. But why were we suddenly back in the picture? He had a wife now, who didn’t mind that he played with us. So what had happened? Turns out he’d never forgotten about those stories. He’d been thinking about all of us and the stories he’d made up and then remembered he’d been a writer once. From the shelf we could see him typing away. Before long he’s got a whole novel together! Then he’s working on another one. Word is there are two more in the planning stages! Some short stories, too! It’s good to see him using his imagination again. Its good to know he never abandoned us. He returned to his true love of science fiction. We hear the stories are pretty good. Someday we’ll get one of the cats to score us a copy of the manuscript. Man, it’s good to be out of the damn closet! --- I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me

    It’s amazing how little signs of Fall we have here. Still so much greenery and not much leafery. In yellowery or redery or orangery. E.

  8. I do not envy you your snowy, freezing, awful winters, but I do envy you your gorgeous autumn. Particularly when we have just hit hay-fever season.

  9. megpie71 – Australian, female, fat, born in 1971. Been hanging around the internet (first Usenet, now blogs) since about 1997. Far too cynical for my own good.

    Lovely autumn colours.

    Spring over here in Western Australia, or in other words “id’s polledd seasodd” (and everyone is sneezing and snuffling away merrily in Chez Us). We also have the other typical marker of a Western Australian spring – the wonderful combination of atmospheric inversion and “burning off” by our department of conservation. “Burning off” is a fire prevention mechanism which largely consists of running a small, cool-ish fire through a fire-prone area early in the spring to clear out the undergrowth and small tinder (thus hopefully preventing a larger, more ferocious bushfire going through later in the year). This year there’s probably going to be a lot of it, because we’ve had a wetter-than-usual winter (or in other words, the winter weather was about normal for ten years ago) and that’s resulted in a lot of new growth in uncleared areas. The atmospheric inversion means we get the smoke and haze from the burning off sticking around for a lot longer and being a lot more persistent – and my ongoing contention is that the department of conservation and forestry actually times their burning off program to coincide with atmospheric inversions, because that way people know they’re actually doing something aside from watching trees grow.

  10. Where I live, things just turn brown in the fall. It usually doesn’t happen until some time in November or December. This year it won’t look much different than summer, since we haven’t had any rain.

    We did have some areas of bright red and yellow a few weeks back, but those areas are now mostly grey and black now. Enjoy your Autumn!

  11. Beautiful!! what a gorgeous view you have and it’s wonderful that you truly appreciate it!

    Here in Baltimore the leaves have only begun to look a little pale, no real color yet. It takes a long time for the leaves to turn here. We’ve been known to have snow while the Norway maples have leaves…into the end of November sometimes.

  12. Ali Trotta – Somewhere near the coffee pot. – I'm a writer who lives on coffee and sarcasm. I'll be the first to crack a joke, even if I'm mocking myself. I find inspiration everywhere, and I'm forever scribbling on napkins.
    Ali Trotta

    That is so beautiful. :-)

  13. That picture just reminded me of one of the few things I miss from Ohio – having real seasons. In California we don’t have fall, our leaves just die of old age and drop off ofthe trees.

  14. Lovely! Tho as an Englishwoman I find the utterly clear blue sky … odd. It should have at least a few puffy white clouds in it for my form of perfection:).

  15. My house looks a lot like that, only uglier, and you have to take all those mature trees from the right side of the picture and move them into the 1 acre front yard.

    They laugh at me this time of year, every time I turn around my entire lawn is under 6″ of fallen leaves.

  16. Wait a second. So… to live in this house all I have to do is write a whole @$$ load of awesome novels, maintain a crazy @$$ blog, and write non-stop. Hmmm. Sounds easy enough. Anyone can write…right?

    Just kiiiiiiiiding. Though with this house, Athena practically needs a horse. She can’t be riding bunnies across the lawn.

  17. Whatever (see what I did there?) kind of camera you have, the manufacturer would probably love to have that shot as an example of what kind of picture their cameras can take. Awesome.

  18. Southern California is still pretty green, but with lovely clear blue skies. I’m waiting for the liquidambars to turn gold and red in December. Sadly, strawberries have finally disappeared from my local farmer’s market.

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