Autumn
Walking outside Bagley Hall and past the Drumheller Fountain, I headed toward the bus stop at NE Campus Parkway and 15th Avenue NE and observed my busy classmates heading all around the city. I stopped a few times to photograph things that caught my eye: a goose, a taxicab, a crowd a bus stop. What really caught my attention, though, was the winds that were picking up, and really cold, too.
The high clouds that I had seen all day were being replaced by grey, puffs sinking low into the sky and moving north-east at a rapid pace. Fearing that they would bring rain along with the chilly gusts, I paced anxiously while I waited for my bus to bounce down 15th Avenue.
The unstable atmosphere allowed a few glimpses of the sun, which cast a unique glow on the damp concrete and passed through the yellowing trees. While I don't care much for the cold weather, I realized today that I did miss the subtle change that fall brings. Long my least favorite season, on this occasion, I was able to appreciate the short beauty it does have.
When I finally returned home, one of my first tasks after turning on the heat and checking the weather forecast for tomorrow (morning thunderstorms?), was to put on warmer clothes and get a blanket to wrap up in while I sad in the cold and looked up last-minute airfares to beach vacation destinations.
Ah, fall.