Today is beautiful. It is overcast, drizzly, and cold. As I am still on vacation from work, I elected to walk to campus today. It takes about an hour for me to walk from my apartment to campus. I could cover the distance in less time, but I enjoy a good leisurely stroll on a chilly day. Tulsa in the late Fall is almost like the Northwest in early Spring or Fall in the Northeast. I love this weather. I love putting my hand against my cheek to feel cold flesh like iron. I love that everyone else scurries avoiding the blessed drizzle, and that I can stroll at my leisure soaking in every droplet. I love listening to the leaves rustle in the gently falling rain, the sounds of the gutters carrying away the aggregate moisture. I love the soft glistening of objects painted with water. Everything is new again. The dingy, the decrepit, the worn, the weary; all need but a coat of Fall drizzle to be reborn blazing and new.
