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October... It's my absolute favorite time of year. Colors, warmth and chill, orange sunshine, the smell of wet earth and leaves.
On Saturday, after showering and dressing, I stood out on the back porch and let the sun and the wind dry my hair. Being as that I live in the middle of the city, I'm sure there were traffic noises and train whistles, but I didn't hear any of that. I heard birds, and I heard the wind in the trees, and I remembered other October days when I thought to myself, "This is my absolute favorite time of year."
It was one of those quiet wistful moments in time that you feel like you might remember forever, but you know it'll more likely be forgotten in a matter of days. If you're lucky, though, the elusive feeling will return to you in another time and place.
This was the song playing through my head on Saturday, and it captures that wistful, warm feeling of October sun and childhood memories. Gosh, I love this band.
Scattered Black and Whites by Elbow...







