Samhain New Thanksgiving Moon
Solar folks write that they may start as early as this Thursday, certainly by November 16th. That’s exciting. It also ramps up the front’s cut down tree schedule a bit, meaning I have to finish before they do to avoid shading out electricity production. Shouldn’t be a problem. The days between now and then are in the forecast as clear. Today’s a bit warm, 56, for this kind of work. I prefer the 40’s or 30’s. Cutting trees down and up generates a lot of heat.
Samhain New Thanksgiving Moon
Kate and I have been playing, for the past several nights, a round or two of Bethumped Words. The game has questions at 6 levels of difficulty and the hard ones, 5 & 6, can be real stumpers. It’s a fun addition to our evening and we’re running 4 to 3 right now, so we’re pretty evenly matched. Kate’s a crossword gal and her expertise with puzzles makes her a formidable opponent.
I have some difficulty with games. They seem frivolous, time-wasters (for some reason unlike T.V., which I watch with no guilt in the evening); yet, too often, my competitive streak takes over and they become serious. So, I go into games with that paradoxical attitude. They don’t matter. They matter too much.
This is overthinking, I know. But there you are.
An example from childhood just came to me. We didn’t play games as a family, but Dad and I played increase your wordscore in Reader’s Digest. That is, we played it until I began consistently beating him. Then, we stopped. This may be the source of my game paradox-not serious, too serious.
Life on Shadow Mountain can be one that includes games, serious or not. Maybe both.