changing clothes
Last night was the first of the season in which Cambridge could be seen through Autumn eyes, slipping on her shimmering ghost of a Winter dress that only improves with the shortening of days and the slow bleeding of vital colours from the trees and buildings around. With the advent of sundown materialised a light mist that cast everything into soft relief, and with the ever deepening moonshadow, punctuated here and there by the cheery, orange glow of college lights through ancient leaded windows, came whispered memories of bone aching cold, heavy coats and warm cider steaming between clasped, gloved hands.
Above all things I'll miss the warmth, but part of me is glad that winter is on its way.
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Is there anything better then Fall? You've done a great job at painting a mental picture, but I'd love a digital one if you get time to post something.
Sure there is: Spring and Summer.
I've only seen Cambridge in winter, and it was perfectly lovely then. It must be downright rapturous right now in Autumn.
It is looking particularly nice down by the river at present. The swans still look scary though.
I love cold weather. Autumn is my favorite time of the year. Cambridge must be beautiful with the warm colours of falling leaves and the crisp air. :)