So, it is Fall in New England. The weather is getting cooler, the leaves are beginning to change, people are bringing out their sweaters and schmancy scarves and their umbrellas. It rains all the time. The most recent rain-attack was because of some tropical storm. On my way to work last week, I was nearly shoved over by an abnormally strong gust of wind. Every time I picked up my foot to take a step, I wondered if it would be the last before I toppled over.
Forecast starting today: Monday, rain (I waited for the bus in the rain this morning). Tuesday, rain (I will probably wait for the bus tomorrow morning in the rain). Wednesday, rain. Thursday, rain. Friday, SUNNY! Finally.
My plan this coming three day weekend, no work Monday because of the wonderful Columbus Day, is to walk around and go leaf peeping. According to K, a girl I met over the weekend who likes Mad Men and white whine, the term for looking at the pretty, colorful Fall leaves is called leaf peeping. To me, this sounds like the peeper, if you will, must be hiding behind something in order to peep, which automatically makes the peeper a creeper. The term strikes me as not very well-thought-out. Gawking, gazing, seeing, looking, peering (only one letter away from peeping), any number of verbs would be better suited for this phrase. Nonetheless, I like it especially because of its creepy implications, so I’m going to use it.
Maybe I’ll take a real touristy tour with a guide and everything. I might even ride on one of those boat-car things I keep seeing. I will try to post some pictures, maybe next weekend when it’s sunny again. Don’t judge my photography by what I post here–I have to use my iPhone and the picture quality is pretty terrible.