As usual, around this time of year I begin to crave autumn like it was some kind of chocolate.
I've had enough of air conditioners, tank tops, sunblock, and certainly that horrible sweat that occurs in the subway stations. It's like an underground rat-infested sauna. Glop! You arrive at work already needing a shower.
I want colorful leaves, home baked scones (made in my apartment,) velvet, apple picking, and vacation. I've planned a few days off just to enjoy my home city as a tourist would, without the directional confusion. You can probably guess that I'll attempt to visit a few tea rooms I haven't had a chance to try out. It should be fun - for me, anyway.
Hopefully we'll have a long autumn, as I hate when it goes from sweltering heat to biting cold.
My only regret is I haven't been to the beach this year. Sigh. I guess I'll have to nurse my sorrows over a steaming cup of tea, cappuccino, cocoa...sky's the limit in the fall!