Autumn… beautiful reading for me too. Thank you dear David, I am afraid we would be reading more articles, books, like that from the past in the future… even I don’t mention our generation… Everything changes and disappears what we know… anyway, have a nice weekend, Love, nia
Dale, nice to talk to you. One bit really caught my interest (amongst many others): *The radintors generally are cold. The feet are wet, wet enough for a cold but not pneumonia.*
That sounds frighteningly close to our coming autumn/winter scenario, doesn’t it? HH is already sniffing and sneezing – the heating is naturally still off, the nights are suddenly rather very cool, the windows still wide open but it’s no longer on to throw bedding to the side, no, the body wants to feel the warmth of a light duvet, snuggle dreams build up again for months to come yet.
Oh, it is coming alright! Our nights are already going down to the single digits (5-9ºC). Great for sleeping under a snuggly duvet because no heat is turned on just yet!
There is nothing I hate more than cold feet (and am having heated floors installed as we speak!)
You lead me astray – again…. How can you live with ‘that’? 😉
I got completely sucked in first in that wonderfully observed and felt description, then by the cited blogger Kurt. I simply don’t know how you can keep up with reading ALL those many referred to other medias, books, etc. And I also wonder if all those incredibly interesting and tireless bloggers have still ‘another life’ – you included. It’s so much work and dedication – my (not really lazy) mind boggles!
back to the fold with more thought fodder: I found that text so ‘important’ that I printed it out, then read it again and again as a ‘normal’ text – it’s priceless….
Live & Learn 
love this a lot
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So good. Agree Beth.
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Each sentence was a picture…
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Isn’t it though ..
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Wow, I don’t need to read anything else for days now ❤️
He understands.
Also, I’ve been in denial for too long now. I need reading glasses.
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Yes, remarkable essay. As to reading glasses, it could be worse. Don’t worry. You’ll still look beautiful with glass.
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I’ve been wearing glasses since I was 19, for driving at night and far away things.
Reading glasses are another milestone 🙂
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Just make the screen bigger 😉 I did.
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Dale, you just handed him this one on a silver platter. I almost never read on a screens. I read the old fashioned way, book, softcover!
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Dale, give up. Woman is 45 going on 90.
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Sorry, darlin’. Do you think I could read that newspaper clipping without doing a control-zoom? Fuggetaboutit…
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I zoomed too much. I ended up reading it on the laptop.
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Oh, that’s where I meant you to read it. No way I would have attempted on my phone…
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Was just going to write: Can’t read this – wahaaayyy too small for my aging eyes….. 😉
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Autumn, I think I love it. But, my feet are cold. Enjoyed this rapid fire report on everybody in the town, the family…
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Your feet are cold already! Ouch. You need to get some Super Wool stockings!
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My favorite season. Nice read DK
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Mine too Michael. Have a good weekend.
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Autumn… beautiful reading for me too. Thank you dear David, I am afraid we would be reading more articles, books, like that from the past in the future… even I don’t mention our generation… Everything changes and disappears what we know… anyway, have a nice weekend, Love, nia
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So agree with you Nia! Thank you. Have a good weekend.
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Sure brings back a few memories.
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You are far too young to go back to 1946!
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Well, that’s true, but things stayed like that for quite a while, so as a child I remember some of those types of things.
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GORGEOUS. Thank you for sharing.
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I agree Laila! Thanks.
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Such nostalgia, I loved reading this. Thank you!
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Agree! Wonderful essay! Thanks!
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What a great essay. Loved it. (Damn, I wish I could write like that!)
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Right?!?!?!
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Dale, nice to talk to you. One bit really caught my interest (amongst many others): *The radintors generally are cold. The feet are wet, wet enough for a cold but not pneumonia.*
That sounds frighteningly close to our coming autumn/winter scenario, doesn’t it? HH is already sniffing and sneezing – the heating is naturally still off, the nights are suddenly rather very cool, the windows still wide open but it’s no longer on to throw bedding to the side, no, the body wants to feel the warmth of a light duvet, snuggle dreams build up again for months to come yet.
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Oh, it is coming alright! Our nights are already going down to the single digits (5-9ºC). Great for sleeping under a snuggly duvet because no heat is turned on just yet!
There is nothing I hate more than cold feet (and am having heated floors installed as we speak!)
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Heated floors! La di da!!!
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Go big, or go home!!
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I guess!
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All jokes aside, it started with just kitchen and living room and grew… “while we’re at it” kinda thing
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You lead me astray – again…. How can you live with ‘that’? 😉
I got completely sucked in first in that wonderfully observed and felt description, then by the cited blogger Kurt. I simply don’t know how you can keep up with reading ALL those many referred to other medias, books, etc. And I also wonder if all those incredibly interesting and tireless bloggers have still ‘another life’ – you included. It’s so much work and dedication – my (not really lazy) mind boggles!
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Thank you Kiki!
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back to the fold with more thought fodder: I found that text so ‘important’ that I printed it out, then read it again and again as a ‘normal’ text – it’s priceless….
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I agree Kiki. All the years that have passed. And this remarkable essay still holds the heart. Awesome.
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