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the news from yesterday

I was falling asleep in the tub, and I heard this swishing noise, and it was my braid, which had been curled like a single quotation mark around my head, resting on the top of it, sliding back down the back of the tub and into the water. I woke up, finished washing, and am just going to post this before going to bed.

The morning started like this.

The sunrise took my mind off the fact that I suspect the undiscovered country is about to disappear. The path into it has sticks, with little orange streamers tied to them, and numbers on the streamers, stuck into the ground at intervals. These items are the first sign that a place is about to be developed.

At lunch Little Springtime and the ninja girl had the leftover garlic soup--they hadn't had any last night because they were babysitting. They liked it! That means everyone liked it. It was very, very, very delicious. Great recipe, dream_wind; thanks for sharing it!

All day I remembered that in the evening I would have to take the healing angel to a special meeting at church to prepare for the third-grade mass on All Saints, which he's reading in. All day I remembered, until I started raking leaves and harvesting half my Jerusalem artichokes. So... I missed the meeting. I am such a hopeless idiot about those things. (What things? I'm not sure... certain obligations, no matter how many ways I try to remember them, end up slipping out of my head...) Well, the head of the religious ed program is in choir with wakanomori, not to mention the healing angel himself (and Little Springtime), so maybe wakanomori can make apologies for me... I will make apologies myself, too,but what's especially pathetic is that I phoned up to check the time, earlier in the week. If I were the religious ed teacher, I'd be pretty exasperated.

The Jerusalem artichokes, though! There is a huge abundance! I took some pictures...

wakanomori and I thought this one looked like a little person...

so now the little guy is standing on my printer...

I cooked up about half of what I harvested today (there are still the ones in the back to harvest), using this recipe for rosemary Jerusalem artichokes, and they were **yummy**!

I love it when the earth just provides like this--it reminds me of what it was like in Eden.

When I wasn't going to church, and it was very dark out, the sun having set, I was dragging a tarp of leaves into the backyard, and to do this, I was running down the hill in the back, and the lights of the apartments on the other side of the swamp were shining through the leafless branches of the trees, and I got to thinking about a city that is only visible at night--its lights appear, in the distance--but people are never sure how to get there...

So maybe that will get into one of my stories. Now, off to bed.


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Oct. 30th, 2006 07:58 am (UTC)
such a nice post. You have a fable writer's imagination....
Oct. 31st, 2006 12:43 am (UTC)
Thank you Deponti--I imagine the worlds I'd like to live in...
Oct. 30th, 2006 11:02 am (UTC)
really gorgeous sunrise -- is it just me, or is fall this year somehow really treating us to an amazing set of hues and shapes? Let me second those thanks to Dreamwind -- just a marvellous dish, even if the 12-14 inch fry pan FULL of garlic cloves kind of blew my mind!
Oct. 31st, 2006 12:45 am (UTC)
I feel as if the sunrises and sunsets have been special this year, too, but maybe it's because we're paying attention?
Oct. 30th, 2006 12:17 pm (UTC)
Lovely photos!
Oct. 31st, 2006 12:44 am (UTC)
Thanks! The sky put on quite a show that morning, and the Jerusalem artichokes were just fun!
Oct. 30th, 2006 12:21 pm (UTC)
The sunrise took my mind off the fact that I suspect the undiscovered country is about to disappear

so the undiscovered country is to go the way of Mrs. Austin's cows?
after so many of your posts that "undiscovered country" was as much mine as yours.

i remember reading an article once that said housing developments are named for the things they destroy; the things there when they were still "undiscovered countries" i.e. Upper Orchard, Forsythia gate, Old Mill, Mill creek, etc, all names of developments in my area.

thinking of an old john denver song written by tom paxton "whose garden was this?"

Whose garden was this? It must have been lovely. Did it have flowers?
I've seen pictures of flowers, and I'd love to have smelled one.
Whose river was this? You say it ran freely. Blue was it's color.
I've seen blue in some pictures, and I'd love to have been there.

Tell me again I need to know. The forest had trees, the meadows were green.
The oceans were blue and birds really flew. Can you swear that it's true?

before the "undiscovered country" is gone take something from it...a plant, a flower, a handful of dirt, a small start of a tree to plant in your yard...something so that it lives on...
Oct. 31st, 2006 12:52 am (UTC)
I like your idea of taking something--a plant or something--from it. I may try and do that before frost makes it too hard to dig in the ground.

I've known all along that that area was going to get developed; it's owned by the same developer that developed the area that my house is in, and he's been hassling the town to let him start, but things like his failure to pay taxes keeps on delaying the start.

Even now, it may be a while before there are bulldozers and things in there, but it's only a matter of time, all the same. It really does tear at the heart. If I could work magic to make it not happen, I certainly would. I was talking about this with wakanomori--about the ancient belief in the efficacy of sacrifice: if I spilled my own blood, for example, would that sacrifice move the spirits of the earth to help? But Wakanomori and I agreed that no spirit of the earth was likely to be able to overcome human determination as motivated by greed, sadly.

And then just today it occurred to me that I could try, not sacrifice, but prayer. You'd think I'd have thought of that sooner, but for some reason I didn't. I do think the development is inevitable, but I feel that maybe, if I do pray, my eyes will be open to a way to not be despairing about it... well, I will keep you posted on how things develop.

I'm glad you're fond of it too--I'm glad I'm able to share that with people.
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Oct. 31st, 2006 12:54 am (UTC)
Remember that gorgeous sunset that you posted pictures of in Flickr? The sky puts on such a show for us!
Oct. 30th, 2006 04:29 pm (UTC)
I love it when the earth just provides like this--it reminds me of what it was like in Eden.

I haven't a particularly writerly way to say that only you could make the above statement, which has the sense of direct personal and tangible memory, seem both reasonable and probable. The next time I darken your doorstep do please bring out the "Our Days in Eden" photo-scrap book, which I imagine you have stored somewhere under piles of momentos and lost letters.
Oct. 30th, 2006 04:34 pm (UTC)
:-D You bet! Just need to find it in this clutter...

It's thanks to grayheyes's mom--and you guys!--that we have this abundance!

Oct. 31st, 2006 01:34 pm (UTC)
What a lovely post and what amazing pictures. I must tell you I have been stalking, not really found the time to comment. Each time I see your post, I want to comment lots and never seem to have the time to do so!

I guess I am going to develop some kind of monosyllabic code that can express the bundles of things that I feel when I read your posts!! :)
Oct. 31st, 2006 01:37 pm (UTC)
itsalouwelylife, I am exactly in the same boat! I love reading your posts and they always cry for a good long response--a short one feels so inadequate. But we'll both know the other is out there, and we're sharing, even if we're not commenting much :-)
Oct. 31st, 2006 01:41 pm (UTC)
That camaraderie is so touching!!.... I feel so nice and warm and good just knowing that!
Oct. 31st, 2006 02:30 pm (UTC)
Oh... That was me...logged out for some strange inexplicable reason...

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