weathering the storm

It's common knowledge that Cold and Syracuse were created at the same time in the universe, and therefore are inextricably linked. There are moments that Cold takes a vacation (usually in the summer) and brings in Sweltering as it's replacement tutor, but Sweltering is well loved in the tropics, and usually can't stay. 

To somewhat quote a comedian I saw on comedy central, if Syracuse was an air conditioning unit, it would only have two switches: off, and Antarctica. Unfortunately, the off button has been dismantled. 

Many central New York natives and North East or Mid West settlers (like me and my collegiate friends) are familiar with this weather, and find no harm in adapting. Of course there are the few from California or the Virgin Islands to whom we only shake our heads at when they don their hats, scarves, parkas and other essential "keep toasty" layers when the barometer dips below 65 degrees. 

Today marked the first day where the afternoon high barely reached above 60, a truly beautiful fall day. Though, I am very biased as Fall is my favorite season; the leaves change color, the air gets sharp and clean with the brisk chill, free candy, and my birthday!

Plus, I believe fall fashions the most opportune photography moments. A grey sky is beautiful as it filters the light evenly over landscapes, and colors are able to stand out clearer against a neutral background. 

I was walking between Maxwell school of citizenship and Crouse College school of music on my way back to the dorm, and I noticed the curve of a wall on Maxwell was the perfect photo shoot area with it's red brick and white framed windows. It was almost like a Victorian style colonial house, so naturally I imagined dragging my roommate Kasey to the spot (of whom I used to model in bunches of my photography projects last semester) and stealing a Victorian dress from the drama department in some shade of bright blue to match her eyes with a similar parasol. I think she would kill me, but it would make a fantastic picture. 

As you can see, I find her very photogenic. 

So I'm delighted that the weather has finally turned to something bearable in my description. My mother would love to live somewhere in a constant state of sunshine and 80 degrees, which is nice since she was born in Hawai'i, so she's a heat seeker by birth, but I'm not sure I could stand it. 

And I look better in Fall suited clothing too! Who doesn't love a cozy and fashionable scarf, hat and gloves combination. 

Plus, this also denotes campfire and comfy fireplace season where one can drink hot chocolate and hot cider non-guiltily.  

Hooray.  I love Fall.