Samain Moving Moon
The full moving moon shone through the bare basswood, oak, ironwood and black locust last night. Bare trees in winter will be missing on Black Mountain, with the exception of a handful of aspen. The montane eco-system has conifers, whose strategy is to conserve water through tiny needles all year rather than exposing broad leaves during the growing season. The view out our bedroom window will not change as it does here.
We are born one time only, we can never start a new life equipped with the experience we’ve gained from the previous one. We leave childhood without knowing what youth is, we marry without knowing what it is to be married, and even when we enter old age, we don’t know what it is we’re heading for: the old are innocent children innocent of thier old age. In that sense, man’s world is the planet of inexperience.
Milan Kundera, in ‘The Art of the Novel’
Fall Falling Leaves Moon
Another SortTossPack day today. Kate’s the move manager for this event. Mostly getting our art and objet of same wrapped up for the move. A lot of fussy work that will go better with folks who’ve done it a lot.
I’ll be in Minneapolis working on election 2014 matters for the Sierra Club.
Fall New (Falling Leaves) Moon
Turns out I love most of the art I already have. Objet d’arts, too. I only set aside a few objects and all those I loved at one point, just less so now.
All day today spent setting out this stuff so it can be easily packed by the SortTossPack folks.
Sheepshead tonight and dinner with Bill Schmidt.
Lughnasa College Moon
The College Moon reminds me that all of those stunned freshmen I saw at the University of Minnesota over Labor Day are now deep in the throes of their first semester. The student in me-and he is strong-envies them, the newness of it all. The library for quiet study. The smell of a book, paper glue and ink. Even the confusion. Confusion is the sweat of the mind, I read recently. The adult in me does not envy their angst, the worry about career, debt, love, success, about worth.
Lughnasa College Moon
All those stunned freshmen I saw at the UofM on Labor Day have begun to settle in, trying to balance free-time spent socializing with furthering their study. This mix often settles a student’s chance of academic success. If you have a student making these choices right now, sometime in October would be a good time to sit down with them and discuss how it’s going.
Lughnasa College Moon
Headlines from today’s newspapers:
Idaho Professor Accidentally Shoots Himself in the Foot in Chemistry Class
After Beheading of Steven Sotloff, Obama Pledges to Punish ISIS
Naked man arrested after allegedly taking off pants at Colorado Springs police station
Dad makes hilariously passive-aggressive video to teach teens how to change roll of toilet paper
Lughnasa College Moon
Enjoying a twin bump in energy from my drive through the UofM yesterday and declining temperatures. Also, this article in the NYT, supports my turn toward a low carb diet.
Out for raspberries and other mature members of our current (and last) garden here in Minnesota. Then, some more Latin, some more packing. The through line for our life right now is the move. We’re still living in the move and happy about it.
Lugnasa College Moon
That handyman? Follow up. A spiral c.t. An appendix in trouble. Laproscopic removal. Overnight stay. Breakfast in the hospital and a visit from the surgeon. Back home. Doing fine. Good outcome.
Lughnasa Lughnasa Moon
Quiet again. And the night has come. The dogs are all asleep and so is Kate. We have different chronotypes. I go to bed later and get up later; she’s the reverse.
We’re going to another KBEM jazz event, this one at Alexis Bailly Vineyards. Dinner and jazz. This is our outing for Kate’s birthday which comes on August 18th.