Austin enjoys a sunny disposition, gloriously supplemented by blue-filled skies. Spring sparkles with new green, stunning colors, and a crystalline overhead. Summer shines, luscious foliage providing relief from the toasty Texas sun, while puffs of white float lazily across azure heavens. Autumn–when it arrives–is subdued compared to its Northern brethren. It unfolds in weeks of muted rusts, golds, reds, and browns, all in contrast to the hopeful sapphire above. But reality bites and Austin, from time to time, must endure some rain and gloom. Truthfully, I’m usually grateful for that change. Rain is a good thing, though sometimes we have too much. For now, it’s cloudy and dreary, and yesterday, heavy, steady rain fell.
Our weather is in an autumn-to-winter pattern and I’m missing my blue skies.
The rain has ended for now, flood warnings have all expired, but leaden skies dominate–as is appropriate this time of year. I crave light during the dark, and recall a recent day infused with sunshine, where garden critters echoed the blue Texas sky.
This cheery Blue Jay, Cyanocitta cristata, bathed with abandon.
The ‘Blue’ and ‘Cyan‘ parts of his name are descriptive of his good looks. The joy he exhibits while bathing always brings a smile to this fan of the feathered.
That same bright afternoon, a Familiar Bluet, Enallagma civile, posed on foliage which hadn’t turned.
It flitted here and there, wings shimmering, blue body glistening.
I feel better now and I’ll stop my whining about the rain and gloom. When it’s dry, I’ll rake the soggy leaves which trees have relinquished, and await the return of the promised blue sky.