Asides

“The leaders of the people who have broken every treaty with my people have their faces carved into our most holy place. What is the equivalent? Do you have an equivalent?”

Alex White Plume, Oglala Lakota activist, on Mount Rushmore

Samhain                                                     Fallowturn Moon

Listened to a brief lecture on the Delian Hymn to Apollo, then checked my work for my time with Greg this morning.  I’m trying to learn transformational grammar to use as an aid to translating.  I don’t have it down.  Yet.

Fall                                                              Fallowturn Moon

Gertie limped down the hall this morning, e-collar in place and greeted me when I got up.  She’s feeling lots better.

Fall                                                                   Harvest Moon

The hermitic existence of the last few weeks ends tomorrow with my first tour in almost a month.  I’m still not sure what to do about the MIA, both wanting to be with the art and to be at home with my writing.  It’ll become clear to me at some point.

 

Fall                                                                          Harvest Moon

OK.  So, I did my aerobics tonight.  Back at it and it feels good.  Still can’t lift, but I can do the treadmill, working toward the high intensity workouts I’ve been doing.  On Sunday I’ll put in the Empress Wu hosta, several kinds of reblooming Iris and an early spring through summer batch of tulips.  I’ll also add the small bar to my aggressive colony and turn it to the smallest hole, allowing the bees out during winter, but not allowing mice to get in.

Fall                                                                  Harvest Moon

Decided to take the rest of this week for convalescence.  Gonna lie low, read, not push myself.  There’s no award for best recovery ever anyhow.  I generally stay to a fairly firm work schedule, work hard am, nap, work hard late afternoon, evening relax.  Just setting that aside for a bit.