Friday, October 26, 2012
Senses of Autumn
Fall has arrived. Elections soon, some uncertainty of outcome this time, at least nationally thought state and local races fairly predictable. Have gotten used to school buses on the local streets. I look at whether the Mizzou game will be on TV each weekend. Made a half-hearted attempt to put summer clothing into plastic bags which can be reduced in size with a vacuum cleaner though the chill has not yet arrived for taking out anything warmer than a sports coat. On a drive to Baltimore last weekend, multicolored leaves lined I-95. The brews of Oktoberfest can be had by the twelve-pack at the Total Wine store. This past weekend I started menu design for Thanksgiving weekend which includes the holiday, shabbat the next day and wife's birthday a few days beyond, all of which merit some special kitchen effort. The Holy Days have come and gone, setting the caricature of synagogue in storage for another year while the real experience of shabbat takes precedence.
In many ways fall has become work time, preparation for winter, ridding the garage of clutter so that the cars can be sheltered, raking leaves, for my kids studying for exams. But there are opportunities for down time with some special sensations. Every coffee place has its version of pumpkin spice and every brewer has some seasonal recipe not available the rest of the year. Soon the clocks will revert to standard time, making it dark both on arising and returning home each day.
All five senses. Sight of color. Sounds of cheerleaders. Touch of fleece in the gloves. Aroma of leaves that the neighbors decided to incinerate. And the taste of some Pumpkin Spice coffee made in the coffee press while waiting for the sun to rise.