Autumn
(and how I know it's here)
8 clues that fall has arrived:- I have a crate of apples on my porch that I picked at a friend's house.
- All my canning equipment is sprawled across the surfaces of the kitchen.
- There is a cloud of fruit flies in said kitchen.
- I got cold, really cold, riding my scooter across town to the community garden and back.
- The leaves have just started showering the streets with their papery dry bodies.
- I just got in the mood to listen to Pachelbel's Cannon*.
- The light faded more quickly tonight than it does in the summer.
- My bones feel tingly, my body feels the shifting in the earth, and I felt a sudden elation that only the crisp weather brings.
I am fervently shutting out all the political talk that I brought on myself with a previous post and the insults to my intelligence and my knowledge of the world that came with it. I am, instead, realizing that if my views can be called naive then I am in excellent company since I share a lot of views with that guy who went on about "turning the other cheek" and all that peaceful crap-o-la and that other guy who sent the British packing from his country and that other one about whom I know a lot less but seem to have a lot of philosophical views in common with, plus we have that whole pronounced abdomen thing goin' on (clever us!). However, if anyone tries to rub my belly I will smack them back into the stone age.
Today I learned to cut through steel poles. I cut 36 lengths of it with spark spray flying and it felt so useful, such an honest work (as opposed to, say, trading stocks), and one of those activities like post hole digging that can connect you with a human rhythm that you can only feel when you're using your hands. I also ground the paint off of metal in preparation for welding which I really enjoyed as well- though I wasted an entire disc of sandpaper on my learning curve.
At the community garden, where I went this evening to water, I hung out with a very handsome large white cat who lives at the garden. I love him. He has beautiful blue eyes and is sweet and followed me around like a movie star. I know he's being fed because he's not emaciated at all. He normally seems pretty healthy but tonight he had an ugly gash of a wound on his temple. We hung out as the sun set and the wind kicked itself up. That's when I really felt it.
I've heard everyone talking about fall being here. Amongst friends, around town, on blogs- everyone has been talking about the swift arrival of fall- how could the summer ALREADY be over?! and the usual crap. Dang it, this is the best moment of every year!
I got cold riding on my scooter and dry curled whispery leaves scuttled across my path all the way home, littering the roads in that charming way they do. Some one out there is muttering under their breath about having to rake those leaves- shush! I can hear you. Don't ruin this most bestest moment of all the year. This is my half of the year coming up. Winter is my birth season and the time I am at my most potent, most alive, and most happy. But autumn holds incredible charm and gifts as it leads me forward into the quiet.
Tomorrow I don't work so I am going to make one last mad rush to use of all of the produce I need to process and can so it doesn't go to waste. I plan on playing my music LOUD. I will not worry about anything at all** and I'm going to laugh as I play really silly 1950's traditional music and maybe some Vivaldi to vividly underline my transition.
Most plants and animals come most alive in the warmer months. Spring brings the rising of sap and increased activity in animals that are uncurling from their hibernation.
Fall bring the rising of my sap.
And now I'm going to go enjoy how unbelievably dorky that sounds and how I couldn't care less if I seem wisdomless to anyone (or everyone). I feel love right at this moment and that's all that matters because while love isn't all we need, it sure does feel damn good.
*I used to be able to play this on my accordion. I wish I still could.
**This is all talk since I am incapable of this feat. GAD doesn't allow it. Ever. I'll do my best, is what I'm saying.
At the community garden, where I went this evening to water, I hung out with a very handsome large white cat who lives at the garden. I love him. He has beautiful blue eyes and is sweet and followed me around like a movie star. I know he's being fed because he's not emaciated at all. He normally seems pretty healthy but tonight he had an ugly gash of a wound on his temple. We hung out as the sun set and the wind kicked itself up. That's when I really felt it.
I've heard everyone talking about fall being here. Amongst friends, around town, on blogs- everyone has been talking about the swift arrival of fall- how could the summer ALREADY be over?! and the usual crap. Dang it, this is the best moment of every year!
I LOVE IT WHEN SUMMER ENDS!!!!
I got cold riding on my scooter and dry curled whispery leaves scuttled across my path all the way home, littering the roads in that charming way they do. Some one out there is muttering under their breath about having to rake those leaves- shush! I can hear you. Don't ruin this most bestest moment of all the year. This is my half of the year coming up. Winter is my birth season and the time I am at my most potent, most alive, and most happy. But autumn holds incredible charm and gifts as it leads me forward into the quiet.
Tomorrow I don't work so I am going to make one last mad rush to use of all of the produce I need to process and can so it doesn't go to waste. I plan on playing my music LOUD. I will not worry about anything at all** and I'm going to laugh as I play really silly 1950's traditional music and maybe some Vivaldi to vividly underline my transition.
Most plants and animals come most alive in the warmer months. Spring brings the rising of sap and increased activity in animals that are uncurling from their hibernation.
Fall bring the rising of my sap.
And now I'm going to go enjoy how unbelievably dorky that sounds and how I couldn't care less if I seem wisdomless to anyone (or everyone). I feel love right at this moment and that's all that matters because while love isn't all we need, it sure does feel damn good.
*I used to be able to play this on my accordion. I wish I still could.
**This is all talk since I am incapable of this feat. GAD doesn't allow it. Ever. I'll do my best, is what I'm saying.
Labels: fall, philosophical crap