It seems like just yesterday that the lovely Magda was counting down the days til the end of January, with February bringing the hopes of flowers and spring in the near future. Now here we are in September, where we're closer to February of 2010 than we are to the one of 2009. It's funny how fast time flies.

I'm tickled by the idea of Fall right around the corner. As Summer struggles to hang on to it's final days, there are whispers of pumpkin lattes, fall festivals, and cooler tempatures. Air conditioners are being turned off in lieu of open windows and cool evening breezes. Football is gearing up for it's annual takeover of Sunday afternoons and Monday nights (GO REDSKINS!). As visions of boots, and scarves dance through our heads, we roll into the final quarter of the year. After a trip to the post office (and the library!), I decided that instead of taking the bus back to the house, I'd walk the 1.7 miles. The weather was great, but the view was something else entirely.

Sometimes I forget exactly where it is I live. As I walked past the National Cathedral, Russian Embassy, and the old G.C. Murphy Co store, I was reminded of all the glory that this city holds. Just down the road you can find the streets that Langston Hughes looked out on as he wrote, and beyond that is where a President lost his life while taking in a show. Up further is where thousands gathered to hear a speech on freedom. And at the bottom of Wisconsin Ave., if you make a left on M St., you'll find the oldest standing building in D.C. The sounds of the street worked as my soundtrack today, with impatient drivers too important to be held up by someone attempting to turn, friends enjoying meals outside in a last minute attempt to savor the last of summer, and parents with babies and pets alike, all peppering my walk home. The sidewalks were crowded with joggers, and the air was softer than usual.

With the holidays right around the corner, it's easy to get swept up in the excitement of it all. We'll rush through October, November, and December, in a swirl of oranges and browns, greens and reds, only to find ourselves back in gray January anxiously waiting for Spring again. Our closets will be innundated by sweaters and coats, and our bank accounts will take an extra toll "because it's Christmas". While the late autumn and Christmas season are certainly my favorites, this year I'm in no rush to get to them. This time last year we were in the heat of the battle for race to the White House, and this year has proved to have many ups and downs. Who knows where we'll be in another 365 days. I've found that planning far in advance, doesn't do much, so now I just want to sit and enjoy.

Sometimes it's nice to just take the long walk home.
4 Responses

  1. Anonymous Says:

    This is a lovely post. (And yes, January! Seems so long ago, and yet so recent). I like your sentiments of slowing down, and I'm going to work on adopting them in the coming weeks; there's really something to be said for, as you say, taking the long walk home. This is my favorite time of year, too, but it's so easy to get swept up in everything and just let things FLY by till, wham, you're in the middle of mid-winter february with no idea how you'll get through 8 months for another shot. Keep on taking those walks!

  2. Auburn Kat Says:

    Uhhhh, I don't even want to think about the gray which starts here too soon!

    Sometimes I forget about all of the history of Buffalo, unfortunately this city has seen already seen it's peak...

  3. Mandy Says:

    I love this post. Its so awesome to just embrace fall and all the history of where ever you may be. DC is one of my all time favorite places. I hope to make a weekend trip in the next few months before the weather gets bad. I just need to find a weekend. If not this fall, then definitely in the spring which is another beautiful time in the city!

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