Daily Archives: October 12, 2012

Garden

A Lily Sale

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Fall                                                                            Harvest Moon


The annual fall lily sale by the Northstar Lily Society happens tomorrow.  I went to one of these sales several years ago at the Landscape Arboretum and bought lilies still blooming today.  Asiatic lilies and martagons, true lilies, like to stay in place and multiply.  These lilies are grown by Minnesota gardeners and are hardy in our climate, some of the varieties have been created by these growers and exist no where else.

Kate and I will replant our lily and iris bed with what we pick up tomorrow.  Fall planting is one of those gardening tasks I’ve learned to love over the years.  Kate laughs about it and reminds of that fateful October 31st evening in 1991 when I had waited too long to plant.  We lived on Edgcumbe Road then in St. Paul and I was in the front yard on my knees as the snow began to swirl and the kids came trick or treating.

If you were here then, you remember this storm.  We got two feet of snow over two days.  Since then, I’m more timely about my bulb planting.

Health, Latin, Myth and Story, Translating Metamorphoses, Weather +Climate

Jason and the Argonauts

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Fall                                                                                   Harvest Moon

The Harvest Moon has waned almost to New.  Leaves have begun to disappear, going from haute couture to essentials during the Harvest Moon’s month.  The temperature has taken a turn toward the cool, too, welcome in this household though not necessarily in others.

Working out stalled for me when I felt an ouch beyond what I felt made good sense.  On Monday I have my post-op visit and should have better information then.  I walk and lift modest weight with no twinge now, so I imagine I’ll be back to working out as soon as next week.  My capacity to recover quickly from this operation reinforces the resistance work I’ve done over the years.

Spent this morning dipping myself in the waters of the Jason and Medea story, Book VII of the Metamorphoses.   It was hard.  Not sure what happens, but some days the translating flows, other times it comes as if clotted and running through a pipe with bends and twists.  Today was a clotted and twisted day.  This is where we get the story of the golden fleece among other narratives.

A bit more now in the afternoon, just to see if I can bounce past the morning’s grind.

I also have the week 3 quiz to do in the Greek and Roman Mythology class.  Probably tomorrow.  Without much effort beyond review of my notes I’m hitting about 92% and that’s fine.  I could pump it up, but I have no need.  Look for a post in the next few days about some interesting things I’ve learned about the Odyssey and about myth.  Interesting to me, anyhow.