September daze
It's been a strange morning watching the 'live' news footage of September 11, 2001 on MSNBC. Now they've moved on to current events and the memorials being held today. I still remember it like it was yesterday. I felt like Peter Jennings was my closest friend, I didn't stop watching him for days on end.
September days have a melancholy quality; that day in 2001 in manhattan was sunny and blue; today here in Albany it's cloudy and dark. The season is shifting, we're moving towards winter, and our thoughts become caught up between memories of the past and dreams for the future. I get uneasy this time of year, but also hopeful. I'm nervous about starting this new teaching job next week.
Spent a wonderful working weekend (with plenty of leisurely fun!) at Brushwood last week; five nights! Rode out with Krissy on Thursday and Todd joined us on Sunday. Got lots of gardening done, plus cleaned up the brush and debris at our new campsite (we'll be next to Bill in the treeline by the entrance to the Labyrinth field, near Arches). We'll be getting a trailer. It's sad to leave Silver Woods after so many years, but I hope to move back some day, hopefully in a small wooden house set in a more level area that where we've been (which is not terribly user-friendly at night, with all the tree roots and little hills and holes).
Tracy had a baby shower and got lots of cool prezzies! Brushwood threw a lovely party and lunch for her. Also there were two great potlucks. Perfect weather except for a wee bit of rain on Monday. I am so looking forward to going back for Heartsong. We'll be pressing cider, but sadly there are hardly any apples! :( That late frost must have killed the blossoms. So Brushwood is planning to buy some apples. Hoping next year is a bumper crop again like last year!
September days have a melancholy quality; that day in 2001 in manhattan was sunny and blue; today here in Albany it's cloudy and dark. The season is shifting, we're moving towards winter, and our thoughts become caught up between memories of the past and dreams for the future. I get uneasy this time of year, but also hopeful. I'm nervous about starting this new teaching job next week.
Spent a wonderful working weekend (with plenty of leisurely fun!) at Brushwood last week; five nights! Rode out with Krissy on Thursday and Todd joined us on Sunday. Got lots of gardening done, plus cleaned up the brush and debris at our new campsite (we'll be next to Bill in the treeline by the entrance to the Labyrinth field, near Arches). We'll be getting a trailer. It's sad to leave Silver Woods after so many years, but I hope to move back some day, hopefully in a small wooden house set in a more level area that where we've been (which is not terribly user-friendly at night, with all the tree roots and little hills and holes).
Tracy had a baby shower and got lots of cool prezzies! Brushwood threw a lovely party and lunch for her. Also there were two great potlucks. Perfect weather except for a wee bit of rain on Monday. I am so looking forward to going back for Heartsong. We'll be pressing cider, but sadly there are hardly any apples! :( That late frost must have killed the blossoms. So Brushwood is planning to buy some apples. Hoping next year is a bumper crop again like last year!