feel-good
After industriously getting up on time to go to my 9am lecture, I discovered to my delight that my 10am was cancelled. Hurrah! My reward for a good deed - I actually have the rest of the day to do justice to my essay. This is a cause for celebration.
And oh, the streets were beautiful this morning. Cycling up Sidgwick Avenue when a sudden gust of wind suddenly surrounded me in falling leaves, catching in my hair and flickering, like miniature flames. Bright November days, and the sunlight slanting across the quad. I took some photographs of the college with my new minicam, which is so small I can hold it invisibly in the palm of my hand. I'm in love with it, and shall carry it everywhere.
I think autumn leaves are mirrors - so brilliant they seem to reflect the sun, like molten droplets of gold suspended against the sky - but the light and the colour go out of them when they fall, and they become so much brown paper as soon as they hit the ground.
And oh, the streets were beautiful this morning. Cycling up Sidgwick Avenue when a sudden gust of wind suddenly surrounded me in falling leaves, catching in my hair and flickering, like miniature flames. Bright November days, and the sunlight slanting across the quad. I took some photographs of the college with my new minicam, which is so small I can hold it invisibly in the palm of my hand. I'm in love with it, and shall carry it everywhere.
I think autumn leaves are mirrors - so brilliant they seem to reflect the sun, like molten droplets of gold suspended against the sky - but the light and the colour go out of them when they fall, and they become so much brown paper as soon as they hit the ground.