Daylight Fading The weather's lovely. I know that's a strange way to start the letter home, but it is. I mean, it rained all day yesterday and was blustery and cold and got me wet on my way to classes, but in a good way, in that kind of way that lets you know winter's coming. This is because, though, the breeze from the open window is vying with my heater for climate supremacy.
Everyday battles wage on underneath our noses.
It's sad, though, that the leaves see it fit, so quickly after they turn all those lovely colours, to dives themselves of their leaves. At least I'm not wandering around the campus, eyes on my feet, looking for the perfect leaf to press and send home to Mother. She'll be up next weekend with Owen, though, for parents' weekend, so I hope at least a few of the leaves hang in for them. This means I have to clean my room, though. Uh, this is kind of a daunting task.