5 September …
Mornings are coming later and later. Twilight is starting earlier and earlier. Breezes are beginning to carry a nip.
First red red maple leaf is on the ground (not a redundancy … it was a red leaf off the red maple tree) …
and the last of the summer blues are fading (they are chickory).
However, the dog has yet to begin filling out his winter coat.
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We are now getting four eggs a day and the pullets aren’t due to start laying for another two or three weeks. We get enough eggs that I have stopped buying eggs.
So far we’ve had three double yolked eggs. I read in a magazine, dedicated to chickens, that double yolks are an inherited trait and that hen chicks hatch with all the ova they will ever have already in situ … just like human females. Interesting …
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My choice for the VanGogh for September is called “New Church and Old Houses” and was painted early in his career … August 1882.
Just plain what he saw. Not yet any of the extra vision.
Just plain seems to be appropriate.
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My reading is providing me with more coincidences.
In the Louise Penny book I just finished, the work of an artist depicting three friends with a slight space between two of them was interpreted as being actually of four friends, one of whom is absent (dead? away?), and the crack/space is letting her light in.
Then a scene in another book involved concern over a crack in an antique. The concern was answered by “It’s not a defect. It lets light from the past shine through.”
The latest coincidence was a facebook post, the context of which I forget, centered around the same words.
Do you think I’m being advised something about all my wrinkles? If so, maybe you’d better be wearing your dark glasses next time we meet.
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The TinMan radio event was last Sunday. I used to be at a corner on the bike route and George was on another corner. Kamille and Mark were doing those stations this year. I was Net Control (the center of the reporting hub) and spent my time in the clubhouse, physically away from all the action … and action there was. For about an hour and a bit I couldn’t get away from the radio. One contact would end and, without a break, another would begin.
I’d been awake since 0430 but my radio hours went from 0700 to 1142. I was home and asleep by 1330.
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For the last three days we’ve had BLUE skies. There has still been light smoke to the east and those in Dunsmuir were afraid because of a breakout fire on Shasta Lake, but we are clear and safe for the moment.
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Last, but not least, on the subject of “cracks” …
“One small crack does not mean that you are broken, it means that you were put to the test and you didn’t fall apart.”
-Linda Poindexter
So … ‘til next week …