sweater weather??

long days,

cold nights,

hard styles,

and tough times.

y'all know the routine.

now,
add in some too-early crystal-clear six-pointed crystalline reminders 

that post-peak foliage season up here in the woodsly goodness
is actually just called winter.
yup.
an easy sunday morning, with just a hint of snow day throw in.
check the teleport:

c'mon.
i dunno who thought we needed to be taken down a peg,
or reined in from wanton autumn imaginings,
but i'm going to assume it was ma nature.
seems like we're skipping sweater weather this year,
and going straight to parkas.
yikes.
the thing is, it's F*ing cold out there,
and that makes the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress just as cold,
and just about as quickly, too.
damn.
so,
naturally,
the heat is ON, and it's helping out a little baby bit.
i'm reppin' layers of clothes,
directly inverse to the layers of leaves leaving the trees,
plus a warm robe and some thick socks, just to keep it toasty.
neighbors,
i'm positive there will be about a billion photos
of the mountains plus foliage plus snow, in the immediate future.
everybody with a camera, which is very nearly everyone, really,
loooooves to snap a shot of this pure new england natural playground
full of color and texture and contrast.
nature wins, but we all already knew all about it-
she's just showing off at this point.
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it is't all despair and frost-activated sugar-processed chlorophyll-atrophied photosynthesizers
up here in the mountain realm, kids.
nope.
in fact, some hours before this little display greeted my waking eyeballs,
i came home to some hottness made special for me by some other other hottness,
a.k.a. ampy d.
ha.
that's real.
a tasty piece making some tasty pieces for dinner?
i definitely don't hate that.
check the teleport:

yeah!
first course-
arugala and spinach and onions, sunflower seeds, almonds,
seasoned seared tofu, strawberries, and some fancy dressin', too.
and there was MORE, of course,
but unfortunately, i F*ed up.
i did.
i admit to it.
i was so bust shoveling food into my savage barbarian maw that i didn't photograph
the site-specific seasonally appropriate holiday color & shape pasta and veggies
that headlined the meal.
ugh.
you know for sure you're a shark-glutton when you can't stop gorging yourself
in a sprint to a second or third helping of fancy dinner.
word up.
huh?
beer?
what?!
what are you?
an A*-hole?
no flippin' way.
that's sparkling cider!
deliciously expert and temporally appropriate, y'feel me?
i mean, for real-
a.) it's okay not to drink.
b.) the 17th of october is world XedgeX day
c.) rules is rules
that's it.
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time is passing too quickly.
i say that a lot,
but it never seems to slows down.
everything is already over before you know it,
and i'm telling you- ferris bueller had it right-
the thing is, though-
i'm stopped,
i'm looking around,
and i just don't see anything.
hard styles and patches of snow on the ground.
that's the diagnosis for this day.
more than that can't be relied upon;
never quiet, never soft.....