Where is my mind?

I'm sitting at my desk. Like most days, my attention isn't drawn to the work in front of me, rather, I'm staring out the window. The branches of the tree outside are scratching against the window in the wind, and the leaves are just beginning to fade to yellow. As the sky darkens with ominious clouds and the window begins to blur with raindrops, I wonder, for the 23rd time this month, if autumn has finally arrived.

 I'm unashamedly sipping my morning coffee from last years Starbucks Holiday travel cup. The bright red of the cup is contrasted by the white snowflakes and a variety of winter scenery. I flavoured my coffee with peppermint mocha creamer, and I suddenly feel the need to blast some Burl Ives or Bing Crosby.

Don't ask me. I don't understand my mind sometimes, either.

After all, I have more important autumn-related things to focus on; fitting into my Halloween costume, planning the giant Halloween party we're hosting, and, oh yeah, training for the 5k that is now looming less than two weeks away.

Two weeks. Yikes. Yeah. Um. I'm not ready. But that's another story for another blog.

I wonder if we'll even have an autumn this year, or, like my mind, Mother Nature will decide to jump straight from summer into winter. I wouldn't put it past her, and I certainly wouldn't complain. My snowshoes are lonely in the shed and ready for an adventure, and my bulky, comfy winter clothes desperately need to come out and warm me up.

Anyone else caught in-between seasons today?