Oct. 27 Now and then the wind picks up the leaves for a little dance. They swirl like the snow devils to come. (Wallace Stevens) * It was when I said, “I will not be afraid any more.” that the pain got worse! For two days I was much worse again. That’s why the poem…
Month: October 2021
211026 Sneaky Turkeys
Oct. 26 The turkeys didn’t notice me on the porch and decided to sneak across the lawn from the sisters, the apple trees by the barn, to the wise witch, also an apple tree. Almost every apple on the sisters was eaten. The turkeys and even a deer or two ate every one that fell,…
211012 Breathing October
Oct. 12 October: Thanksgiving. It was usually the last time we would go to the Hideaway, for the season. If we were lucky we went up Friday night, arriving in the dark, driving along the long, up-and-down, dirt road in from #6 to the coast, to be ferried across the bay to the cottage, in…