In the category of simple pleasures...

[vr_trakowski]

...there's something to be said for walking up the wrong side of the road just to find dried thistle blossoms so I can blow the fluff, and watch it dance ahead of me in the lowering sun.  As fun as bubbles, and it lasts longer, though it's a good deal more prickly. 

Comments

[tres_mechante.livejournal.com]

That paints the most lovely image in my mind. *dreams* We are wet and chill here, so the only things on the wind are leaves from the trees, although they have their charms as well. It's like someone has spilled paint across the landscape - all golden browns and crimson, burgundy and bright yellows.

[vr-trakowski.livejournal.com]

Sounds gorgeous! It hasn't been near enough cold here yet to turn the leaves. I don't like the cold but I could use a little autumn--can I borrow a cup?