Last year I think I spent most autumn weekends knitting and watching movies. This year I am somehow so busy I have had to close the books on all further social engagements between now and late December. I'm not joking, nor am I bragging. (I almost always prefer knitting to carousing.) I think it's because this is my last autumn in Japan and I feel the need to gorge myself on fall colors, not to mention persimmons and pumpkin. In a month everything will have quieted down, muffled by coats and possibly snow, and that's when I can hibernate.

Until then, my momiji-iro burns at both ends. Enjoy its lovely light.