Perfect

"Everyone must take time

to sit and watch the leaves turn."

~Elizabeth Lawrence

A sunny day in October is my definition of perfection.

It's perfection to sit outdoors in a sunny spot in a long sleeved black velvet top and feel completely comfortable. Warm-- warm enough to make me a little drowsy. Like sitting in a bubble bath that never cools down.

With maybe a slight breeze that ruffles your hair a little, and tickles your cheek when a wisp of loose blown hair brushes against it. Other than that(and even that feels good)--pure comfort. Not too cold-not too hot. Mellow and relaxing.

October weather around here(when it isn't raining or a late season hurricane blowing off the coast, that is) is like a happy medium --between cool and hot.

That is what I did yesterday when I returned home from work(only a few hours in the morning to get caught up-otherwise Tuesdays are my day during the week).

Just sat outside and attempted to read a book.

But never got too far with the book --Jane and Michael Stern's "Two For The Road; Our Love Affair With American Food" ,which had me laughing out loud in spots when describing some scummy motels they have stayed in, and I liked simply for the fact that they actually focus a lot on the wee state of Rhode Island and it's singular style of food.

I kept saying to myself, that I better get inside and get some things taken care of. But then kept giving myself "five more minutes" to sit under that golden autumn sun.

Five minutes turned to ten

and ten minutes turned into fifteen.

And I never did get much "done" in the house. But that's okay. It's good just to sit sometimes.

Daily life(especially during the work week) has been so regimented lately and with me constantly thinking of five different things in my head at the same time, that I really think it was a healthy thing to be able to just sit there.

So, yeah, yesterday was a good day. Only a few hours at work. Got my hair cut and it looks great, with a little flip at the ends and my stylist got it to stay straight. That won't last, though. After the first shampoo here at home I'll never get it to look like that again.

And, driving by the ocean and seawall(again) in the afternoon, I noticed people looked connected and engaged, compared to the sad and isolated feeling I felt when I saw scattered people there a few weeks ago(blogged a little about it here in another Randoms entry). Most people were paired up--in deep conversation facing each other on the wall, or gazing out at the ocean together.