between last fall and this fall the weather has no idea what to do with itself.
warm winter straight into the summer that never got under 80, no rain or snow. hell- the weather even screwed up the seasons. the weather channel told us that this years extreme weather were going to lead to a colorful fall.
colorful is an understatement- i think this weekend mother nature had the hiccups...
overcast and mist, torrential monsoon rain like something out of a vietnam film, funnel clouds, tornado sirens, warm breezes, cold 50mph gusts of wind, lightning, thunder- anything outside snow- you name it im pretty sure we had a few seconds of it this weekend.
with intermittent sun and calm- getting outside became a game.
incredibly, whenever i thought the weekend couldn't get any more boring and RetroWeekend on Comedy Central just didn't hit the spot- the weather let up just enough to go outside.
since ive been home, ive enjoyed walks around town, getting lost on streets while listening to music (classic rock, preferably). hours of wandering and thinking. even better, seeing the seasons change.
when i was in Amsterdam there was something beautiful about walking through the city when it sunny, but even more beautiful when it was raining; the colors were incredible. it was amazing to see how greens and browns of a city could look one way in the light, but when it rained-looked their absolute best against a gray sky. (crazy)
after that- i have always loved being outdoors on a cloudy day.
while waiting for the rain to pass on saturday, someone popped into my mind while looking at the tree across the street slowly change from green to yellow. (this is what no obligations or responsibilities on a rainy weekend amounts to)
-the leaves brought back a particular memory where i met this person. hes actually one of the most prominent people i know today. sure i still don't know everything about that person (i also think he probably thinks im an annoying gnat), but hes truly always been that person who has stood out in my mind as full of life.
like the tree across the street, this person is colorful, rich- even eye catching for anyone who walks by. i wanted to go with the colorful the weather channel pointed out- but instead there was better word...
well, after looking at that tree for about 3 mins and realizing the rain stopped, i decided to go for a walk. i grabbed my dog and my ipod- put on some rolling stone classics and spent the next 2 hours wandering the streets of suburbia.
for every vivid color i saw against the gray background of the sky- i took a picture. even though the town probably started to wonder who the weirdo was taking pictures while the tornado sirens were going off- i wanted to capture it before the incoming winds blew everything away.
why? because even vivid colors, like vivid people are meant to be appreciated for everything they are.
-that's it.
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