Today I spent the afternoon at my favourite place to be in the autumn in Omaha. It is at Memorial Park, on a warm day, when the leaves are at prime color. There is a spot where you can sit under trees with bright yellow, red, and orange leaves and bath in the colored sunlight. The view is over the west lawn toward the university and the Catholic school, with their towers in site.
Our second autumn here, on a really nice day, I went out there and found this spot and enjoyed an afternoon drinking wine and reading The Varieties of Religious Experience. I've tried to do the same every year, but the weather doesn't always cooperate (we don't always get a warm, dry, clear, sunny day when the leaves are at their prime).
But this year, today, was the best so far.
This is a good experience to have in the autumn, because winter is coming, and this lovely memory will help to buoy my spirits through it.