Autumn hasn't forgotten us , after all. Yesterday was the very first autumnal day on the beautiful island of Aphrodite. It was a relatively sunny day - as usual - in the morning but soon it got terribly windy while white clouds were meeting up in an azure sky. No rain , though. It got kind of chilly in the evening ...and for the first time since April I put on my jeans jacket after leaving work at 8:00 pm.
I consider jeans to be the most versatile clothes ever and use them a lot at work ! They're comfortable and practical, yet I'd hardly ever wear them on a night out. I prefer skirts and high heeled shoes or sandals ...depending on the moods of the weather... This is the very first day this year that I have seen some golden leaves dying away on the pavement.... It was such a sad sight despite their golden colours...For some reason I hate the colours of autumn...All the shades of brown ! And I really hate colour brown !
The apple-pie I made today had a yummy brown colour....must be the sugar , cinammon and butter melting over freshly cut apples..or is it my favourite poem "To Autumn" by John Keats ?
SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.
2.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
3.
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
The torrential rain in Athens last Thursday was very welcome after the unusually high temperatures we've got since September. I love autumn in Greece because it's got a very special beauty and it's never too cold, like in Germany for example.
Posted by: Christina | October 20, 2013 at 01:14 PM
When I first came to live in Canada, October felt like January or February in Northern Greece! I guess this is freezing cold for you!!! For example, it's got 7C right now which is a very mild temp for Quebec. It took me a year to get used to it. Autmn is so beautiful in Quebec - I love the soft golden colors of the season and I don't find it sad at all!
Posted by: Karolina | October 23, 2013 at 09:12 PM
I love Autumn. And I am with you, jeans are the best. My friend and I ate at a greek restaurant last night. I forget the name of the desert I had (brown noodle-ish bottom, a thick layer of custard, then a white layer of whipped something then shaved almonds on top) -- it was sooo gooood!
Posted by: Agnes | October 25, 2013 at 02:48 AM
I like autumn although in Cyprus it's a milder version of summer! :-) With bright blue skies and sunny days ... I can't see the sadness. I would love to have a piece of your apple pie!!!
Posted by: Lakis Ioannou | October 27, 2013 at 10:20 PM