Season of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness
It is the beginning of September. Summer is over and now it is Autumn(or Fall to our transatlantic cousins). Keats summed up this wonderful season magnificently in his Ode to Autumn. This is my favourite season. Yes, I enjoy the heat of the sun during the Summer months but for me Autumn is the most beautiful month. The air smells different as a slight chill pervades it. Mist rises with elongated shafts of weakening sunlight percolating through it. The splendid canopy of leaves becomes a breath taking array of gold, russet and rust. This season marks change. A new school or school year, perhaps the beginning of university or a new job. For me it always brings out the need for change in me too. A need to change some of my admirers. I find this exciting as it is a project for me and one which will bring me such rewards in new, fresh and attentive admirers. I also get to watch with interest the behaviour of the old admirers as I push them away. I have certain categories of admirer. They are as follows; Lover, Best Friend, Colleague, Family and Wildcard. I find five works best. Like a pentacle. Of course, I have lots of admirers but I assign a particularly important admirer within these categories to ensure I receive the optimum amount of attention.
Changing Lover usually creates the most fireworks. My old one usually clings on and fights which amuses me no end and the pursuit of their replacement is tantalisingly sweet. I have not decided who this will be just yet although the new female neighbour is at the forefront of my thoughts. Best Friend is usually accomplished rather easily. I have four close lieutenants and they seem content to move the mantle of Best Friend between them. Colleague is also a simple operation as I am high up in the business’ hierarchy so to become my favourite is a privilege. Family sometimes takes a bit of effort as they curiously seem to resist me doing this, but whoever I select will succumb in the end. They always do. Finally the Wildcard. This is someone random I select who does not fall into the other categories. The role is currently held by the bartender at a bar in town which I frequent. It could become the postman, a bank clerk or one of the teachers. Then again, Dr O would fill this role magnificently.
7 thoughts on “Season of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness”
Ha I too love autumn but for a very geeky reason – I knit and get to wear my treasures lol
Autumn is beautiful, indeed.
I thought you called your Doctor ‘Doctor E’, not ‘Doctor O’?
Have you got a new one?
There are two.
Funny my narc always disappears in October…
Do you know where he goes Angela?
hmmn always loved Autumn the most…the colours the changes the air…wow am I You?