Enamored

to fill or inflame with love (usually used in the passive and followed by of or sometimes with): to be enamored of a certain lady; a brilliant woman with whom he became enamored. 2. to charm or captivate.

If I were talking about a person — a real, live one and not a screen-idol or a character in a book — I would never use “enamored” to describe the relationship. To me, enamored means “fascinated” or maybe “entranced” by something. Not necessarily someone, either.

I can easily be enamored by things, like a camera, a  lens, a fast car. Even by something I use in the kitchen and occasionally, by food preparation itself.

I can become enamored by a location. A river, a dam. The pond where the swans live or how the mist lays heavy on the beach as the sun rises. When I had a sports car (oh, too briefly!), I was totally smitten by its ability to accelerate from zero to whoopee in nanoseconds. It actually made my heart pound when it took off, almost in flight.

Of what am I currently enamored?

Looking out, much better light

My new door, unpainted though it remains — so far. We had a friend in town all last week, and doctor appointments all this week. I’m just hoping the rain holds off for a while. I’m also enamored of the 3-inch latex topper I bought for our bed that takes our old mattress and makes it feel brand new.

And I’m most particularly enamored by the light of the sun as it changes from the dark yellow of August, to the amber of September and through November.

I am always enamored of Autumn!

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