Sunday, September 14, 2008

Sunday, September 14, 2008 - 1 comment

Autumn's in the Air....

.....or at least I am trying to pretend it is. As often as I can stand to, I like to put on a pair of jeans as an invitation for fall to show its lovely face. Most of the time I just end up sweaty. I am pleased to say, though, that this week it is almost cool enough to start off the night in my mosquito-net-on-the-balcony bed with my blanket. (Versus it finally cooling down enough at 2 AM to cover up.) Either way, with visions of caramel apples, crunchy leaves, Tennessee tobacco barns and bouquets of newly sharpened pencils (You've Got Mail, anyone?) in my head, I am having fun make-believing.

While it's still in the muggy thirties all day every day, there is one spot in this otherwise dry and dusty village where one can get a bit of cool air and some refreshment for the soul: the Duden Waterfall. Pride and joy of our little town, the tourist buses from Antalya dump their short-shorts clad Germans here by the hundreds every day. But not before 10 AM. In the early morning hours, it's the perfect place for a quiet time. Apparently, I've become enough of a regular to get the "locals discount," too. A lira is a small price to pay for some precious solitude. And when the wind rustles over the canopy of trees and sends its gift of graceful leaves fluttering down around me, my heart comes alive to the glory of autumn...

This place is gonna be my salvation.


I, too, deeply share the fall passion... so my heart's in tune with yours, James!