These are my favorite days of the calendar year.
For a couple of decades I toiled in the freelance writer trenches, writing about computers and business and bicycling and several other topics. I needed a working telephone, a modem for my computer, and an idea or three. I could have done the job from anywhere.
I chose Eastern Nebraska, for the Autumn. It’s a wonderful time when the temperatures never quite get too high or too low. The humidity is tolerable. It’s not especially windy. There’s generally quite a lot of sunshine. And folks scurry around in layers and flannels and everyone leaves the air conditioner off and doesn’t quite need the furnace, yet.
The most beautiful women in the world motate around Eastern Nebraska in sweaters and caps and big smiles. Folks ride their bikes in the cooler weather just a few degrees above a wind chill that would require gloves.
Okay, in a couple of weeks the front yard is going to be crammed with fallen leaves. Raking them up will do no good because our neighborhood has been scientifically designed so the leaves fall from a dozen different kinds of trees over the course of just less than a month. So much for the home of Arbor Day, huh? I suppose I really could do with a little less Pumpkin Spice.
But I wouldn’t live anywhere else. Bring it on!