Autumnal Amorosities

Is "Amorosity" a word?

In the past few minutes the western sky turned from bright yellow gold to mellow orange gold.

The sun is setting so early!

I love the purple clouds in the Northern sky, and the bright blue air.

I love the way the gold reflects off of tree limbs.

I love the shiny, dew-covered green grass out behind our office window.

I love to climb into a tall thin tree and sway in the wind.

I love to watch the squirrels bury nuts in the back yard.

I love to see the rainbow forming over our hill--red, yellow, green, brown, all shades and shadows.

I love to see the outline of young maples and elms standing against the rosy evening sky, in the light of pure gold clouds (no silver!).

I love to wake up in the middle of the night, chilled because I couldn't keep the light blanket over my arms.

I love wearing sweaters and socks.

I love having hot soup and chili.

I love cold fingers, goosebumps, shivers, and the adrenaline rush that accompanies them.

I love sitting out in the living room with a good book, crocheting something soft and comfortable-feeling, looking out the window.

I love the morning darkness.

I love standing out in the cold black of night, under the stars, moon, and planets.

I love scribbling in my lab notebook with stiff fingers, playing violin with cold hands, working with sore arms.

I love the rush of homework and books, of walking out in the rain and windy chill...

I love my cozy house and cluttered desk.