Northern Spy apples. (Time to make a pie that really schmecks.)
The temperature dropping four degrees in half an hour.
The sound of leaves blowing.
A pair of very cold little Beavers selling apples at the door of the Giant Tiger. (No, not the animals; the littlest Scouts.) We bought a couple out of sympathy.
Glenn Gould playing Brahms' Intermezzo in A major (opus 118 no. 2) (featured on CBC's Sound Advice today while we ate lunch)--this is bare-trees music for sure, as moody as the end of Tchaikovsky's sixth symphony.
Oh, yeah! Brahms Intermezzo is definitely how autumn sounds! And it isn't about early autumn, either. I guess we have to admit that we are at least in mid-autumn. And heading for that date when it's really almost winter!
Got any plans to snuggle up?
We are getting Boy Scouts selling popcorn around here! I'm not sure if I bought popcorn out of sympathy for the Boy Scout or for his poor mother who had to walk him door to door, though. ;)
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