Fall blew in last night, apparently. It never broke 70, and was overcast all day. Reminded me very much of England, only about ten degrees warmer.
I like fall, though, so this doesn't bother me. I'm eagerly awaiting all the nice photos I'll be able to take of the maples around campus.
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I've spent a good portion of the day reading about tea for my paper, so of course when I went to the market for milk, I was overwhelmed with the urge to buy some. (My box of Ceylon is running out, so it was a valid purchase!) I got Darjeeling this time, 'cause you always read about it in novels about fancy Victorians, and it sounded nifty. Sadly, it's a bit more astringent than I was expecting (and I only steeped it for ten minutes instead of my usual twenty!). Not undrinkable, but less thrilling than I'd hoped. I'm amazed that I can taste much of a difference, though; the Ceylon tastes pretty much like English Breakfast Tea, which is essentially Tesco tea, as far as I can tell. Oh, wait, I forgot: Irish Breakfast is different. It's actually rather vile.
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The other portion of the day was spent on the Gap Trail with Ellen and Chandra, playing on the steam engine they have sitting there (ringing the bell!) and poking about on the trestle bridge and down by the Kokosing. I managed to completely cover my shoes in mud, because I'm brilliant like that, but they washed off pretty well in the shower afterwards. We saw a doe and four baby deer come out of the woods about forty yards in front of us and hang out on the trail for a good three minutes or so. I took pictures, but sadly, I had to zoom all the way out to get them, and they're consequently pretty blurry. Most of my photographs from today are pretty sad, actually; I'd hoped the gloomy day would make the bridge look all mysterious, but it just made it look kind of washed out. *sigh*
Ah, well. Must go read more about the tea trade now.
I like fall, though, so this doesn't bother me. I'm eagerly awaiting all the nice photos I'll be able to take of the maples around campus.
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I've spent a good portion of the day reading about tea for my paper, so of course when I went to the market for milk, I was overwhelmed with the urge to buy some. (My box of Ceylon is running out, so it was a valid purchase!) I got Darjeeling this time, 'cause you always read about it in novels about fancy Victorians, and it sounded nifty. Sadly, it's a bit more astringent than I was expecting (and I only steeped it for ten minutes instead of my usual twenty!). Not undrinkable, but less thrilling than I'd hoped. I'm amazed that I can taste much of a difference, though; the Ceylon tastes pretty much like English Breakfast Tea, which is essentially Tesco tea, as far as I can tell. Oh, wait, I forgot: Irish Breakfast is different. It's actually rather vile.
*
The other portion of the day was spent on the Gap Trail with Ellen and Chandra, playing on the steam engine they have sitting there (ringing the bell!) and poking about on the trestle bridge and down by the Kokosing. I managed to completely cover my shoes in mud, because I'm brilliant like that, but they washed off pretty well in the shower afterwards. We saw a doe and four baby deer come out of the woods about forty yards in front of us and hang out on the trail for a good three minutes or so. I took pictures, but sadly, I had to zoom all the way out to get them, and they're consequently pretty blurry. Most of my photographs from today are pretty sad, actually; I'd hoped the gloomy day would make the bridge look all mysterious, but it just made it look kind of washed out. *sigh*
Ah, well. Must go read more about the tea trade now.
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