This and that

Fall                                                            Fallowturn Moon

Put my 500 word essay on a reducing diet and got it down to 350.

Spent much of the day trying–again–to reorganize my space so there’s room for all my books plus art plus travel souvenirs plus computers, desk and me.

Kate and I harvested greens today, the last of them, and Kate put up another large batch of low country greens.  We’ve got onions and tomatoes in the refrigerator plus carrots and leeks in the ground.

Looked out back today, south, up toward the poplars, the tallest trees on our property.  A big gust of wind blew threw them and a rain of yellow-orange leaves flew into the air.  As the air filled with dancing, falling leaves, a bird flew through them, headed west.  With the gray sky it was a perfect fall moment.

A Year Ago

Fall                                                           Fallowturn Moon

Just a year ago:

Fall Waning Autumn Moon Sunday, October 16th, 2011

Somewhere south of New York City in the Atlantic.

We traveled on the earth by taxi and town car; we traveled in the air by plane; we now move across the ocean. That’s earth, air and water and each mode of transportation has fire as a critical element of its engine. Earth, air, water and fire. We’ve touched them all in this journey and we’ve only begun.

Our flight got started an hour late due to air traffic control issues in Newark. As a result, Kate and I walked through an empty dock and became the last two people to board. The Holland America folks seemed relieved we had arrived.

Fall                                                                              Fallowturn Moon

“The creative writer does the same as the child at play. He creates a world of phantasy which he takes very seriously—that is, which he invests with large amounts of emotion—while separating it sharply from reality.”

Sigmund Freud