Aaaaaand now the sky's telling the truth.

[taennyn]

Sky gods, much as I appreciate the break from the Humidity (OMG), perhaps you could have seen fit to inform the poor remains of the Amtrak gods?

Or, more specifically, I wish to register a complaint about having to lurk in the bathtub for over an hour so I could actually feel all of my toes. And fingers.* While this was not assisted by the fact that I had a sweater for insulation and ballet flats for ... well, being awesome, but oy, that rail car was COLD.


The weather. It is whacky lately. New transplants are boggling at the humidity. (Also the vehemence with which older transplants are EEEE WIND!

Ahem. My back yard is throwing apples at the house. :D

Anyway! The vehemence with which older transplants sing the praises of hats, full spectrum lights and Gore-Tec.)

You can tell it's fall. :D



*: Well, as much as I ever feel all of my fingers.

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[youraugustine.livejournal.com]

Deer in North America are more or less pests - large bunnies more likely to kick your head in if you startle them wrong and who will strip your trees and eat your garden. The closer you are to more undisturbed sections of green-space, the more likely you are to get deer (except where I grew up, where you didn't get deer because the coyotes and the hunters still scare the shit out of them, but did get moose because the wolves are all dead); we really don't mollycoddle them. It's BEST if you can disturb the deer into not eating your roses.

[zero_pixel_count]

Verily yours is a strange and myst'rious land. *nodnod* I suppose mine are myst'rious as well, but it's an entirely different kind of mystery.