Friends are sharing a mixed-mash feeling this autumn. We want to eat homemade pasta, wash blankets, paint decks, sleep at odd hours and be awake at odder. Hibernation envy; the luxurious, earthy smell of nature going to sleep. Woolly bear caterpillars are rushing around, doing whatever pre-Isabella tiger moths do before cocooning. Snakes are alert, fast, on the move. I can now discern the difference between a chipmunk sounding an alarm, and a squirrel front-toothing a hickory nut. Saw 40 Blue Herons in a shallow pond gathering to discuss the next adventure. My friends and I feel tired, but excited. Wonder what will happen next?
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Homemade Pasta
Friends are sharing a mixed-mash feeling this autumn. We want to eat homemade pasta, wash blankets, paint decks, sleep at odd hours and be awake at odder. Hibernation envy; the luxurious, earthy smell of nature going to sleep. Woolly bear caterpillars are rushing around, doing whatever pre-Isabella tiger moths do before cocooning. Snakes are alert, fast, on the move. I can now discern the difference between a chipmunk sounding an alarm, and a squirrel front-toothing a hickory nut. Saw 40 Blue Herons in a shallow pond gathering to discuss the next adventure. My friends and I feel tired, but excited. Wonder what will happen next?
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