A Little Colder Than Fall Has Been So Far

This is one of those days. One of those beautiful, fall days, when the sun starts going down as early as four, leaving the sky a pale shade of sunless blue and white. Most of the trees are now bare, though some still retain their colourful leaves. Everything is turning to a brown, deadish colour, and the dramatic reds and oranges are yesterday's memory. As you walk down the sidewalk, you shove your hands deep in your pocket, or pull your sweater a little tighter around you, remarking on what a 'warm' day it had been, and how did it suddenly get so cold? The crisp air feels like candy to your lungs that have been fed on indoor air all day. It's one of those days. The kind that bring you a very strong sense of nostalgia, and you wonder where the days have gone. You start thinking of Thanksgiving, family you haven't seen in a long time, and even the old days back in elementary school, when you had to start wearing those big fluffy coats and you couldn't go out to recess until you figured out how to zip it up yourself. You breathe a sigh as you walk back from dinner, admiring the large, yellow moon, and you see your breath form a cloud that rises before your face.

The only thing missing is fencing practise.