Brrrr....
It's fall, but according to the news tonight, we had a 26 degree drop in past 24 hrs (as of 5:00 pm). This means "It's getting cold". We're expecting a freeze tonight. I made rolls today (my Sunday), testing roll recipes out. Yeah, I've decided to wade into the realm of baking. Other forays have proven fruitless (unless you count bricks and hockey pucks), but I figured I did sopapillas, so I could make bread. Besides...the regular price of a loaf of bread around here went up by 30 cents a loaf. Yeah, it's only 30 cents, but when I have the ingredients on hand, may as well see if I can bake.
I won't post pictures of the bread up. It tasted good, the crust was delish, but the bread itself was kind of... I would say mealy, Richard called it grainy. More dense than I would have liked. I'm going to keep at it though. It wasn't bad, just not great, if that makes any sense.
I am, however, posting up pictures. Fall has come late to the area. The leaf pick-up was supposed to happen at the end of October. Then they moved it to the middle of November. Now, we're not scheduled until the middle of December. So I've been getting some gorgeous colors.
So there's actually leaves that change colors, not just spot, then brown, then fall off. Which is what my mom's walnut trees always did. These are different. This is cool. This is right outside the house here. I dig this location, I dig this house.
Our house has a tree that's already lost its leaves. This is one of the neighbor's. It hangs over the back yard. I liked the way the leaves are 3 different colors with the yellow and red like this, blending with orange in the middle.
The yellow one is the same tree the yellow-orange-red branches were on, just a little closer to the trunk. The red one is another tree next to it. The green background is the greenspace separating our backyard from the street and other yards behind it.
This beautiful maple (and yeah...it's a maple) is across the street. I love this shade of orange for some reason, but only in leaves.
This is the full scene across the street from my porch. This was taken today, the one right above it yesterday. You see the difference in the oranges? I love that. I am also taken with the fuschia pink tree shown on the right in this picture. It's a form of red, yes, but it really does look pink. It's most amazing. The yellow in the middle is a happy accident, showing the range of color available.
The really strange thing to me is that I can't really pinpoint an entire season I like, but I can pick 2-4 weeks out of each season and love the hell out of it. For the spring, that's the 2 weeks when it's warmed up, there's no more frosts, the night temps are about 60, days about 75. That 2-4 weeks in the spring.
I dig the heat of mid June. The humidity hasn't gotten terrible yet and it's usually high 80's to lower 90's and beautifully 75 at night.
Fall. You see above what I dig. The 2-4 weeks it takes for the color changes to really hit stride.
Winter. When it snows and it's right after (like right right after) it snows and the world is quiet like it's holding its breath. I like that. I like days when it's clear and cold, when the humidity is up just a little so my nose doesn't run and I can smell everything. I like that.
So what turned out as a newsy post has ended as an existential thing. Better than me moaning about being female, innit?
I leave you with this:
From here.
I won't post pictures of the bread up. It tasted good, the crust was delish, but the bread itself was kind of... I would say mealy, Richard called it grainy. More dense than I would have liked. I'm going to keep at it though. It wasn't bad, just not great, if that makes any sense.
I am, however, posting up pictures. Fall has come late to the area. The leaf pick-up was supposed to happen at the end of October. Then they moved it to the middle of November. Now, we're not scheduled until the middle of December. So I've been getting some gorgeous colors.
So there's actually leaves that change colors, not just spot, then brown, then fall off. Which is what my mom's walnut trees always did. These are different. This is cool. This is right outside the house here. I dig this location, I dig this house.
Our house has a tree that's already lost its leaves. This is one of the neighbor's. It hangs over the back yard. I liked the way the leaves are 3 different colors with the yellow and red like this, blending with orange in the middle.
The yellow one is the same tree the yellow-orange-red branches were on, just a little closer to the trunk. The red one is another tree next to it. The green background is the greenspace separating our backyard from the street and other yards behind it.
This beautiful maple (and yeah...it's a maple) is across the street. I love this shade of orange for some reason, but only in leaves.
This is the full scene across the street from my porch. This was taken today, the one right above it yesterday. You see the difference in the oranges? I love that. I am also taken with the fuschia pink tree shown on the right in this picture. It's a form of red, yes, but it really does look pink. It's most amazing. The yellow in the middle is a happy accident, showing the range of color available.
The really strange thing to me is that I can't really pinpoint an entire season I like, but I can pick 2-4 weeks out of each season and love the hell out of it. For the spring, that's the 2 weeks when it's warmed up, there's no more frosts, the night temps are about 60, days about 75. That 2-4 weeks in the spring.
I dig the heat of mid June. The humidity hasn't gotten terrible yet and it's usually high 80's to lower 90's and beautifully 75 at night.
Fall. You see above what I dig. The 2-4 weeks it takes for the color changes to really hit stride.
Winter. When it snows and it's right after (like right right after) it snows and the world is quiet like it's holding its breath. I like that. I like days when it's clear and cold, when the humidity is up just a little so my nose doesn't run and I can smell everything. I like that.
So what turned out as a newsy post has ended as an existential thing. Better than me moaning about being female, innit?
I leave you with this:
From here.