47: Falling Back

On Saturday night/Sunday morning we fell back.  Or our clocks did.  Setting the clocks back an hour is supposed to mean that we gain an hour although time being arbitrary and this whole spring-forward, fall-back thing being even more arbitrary, there is no real gain or loss.  It’s all an illusion most of us subscribe to, like it or not.  But we need clocks and calendars to help us schedule and meet up and do those things we do in modern life.  I doubt anyone will be outlawing them anytime soon.  Where would NaBloPoMo be without time and dates?

(Afternoon sunlight in the bedroom.)

Generally I like it when we fall back.  I like having an extra hour of sleep.  I liked it this year too except… I don’t know where that extra hour of sleep got to.  Somehow it escaped me and I am now in sleep-deficit mode.  Hyper one minute.  Thoroughly exhausted the next.

(Late afternoon sunlight in the basement.)

M and I are going to be extremely confuzzled when it comes to sleep patterns by the time this month is through with the time changes we’ll be experiencing.

(Afternoon sunlight and shadows in the dining room.)

The only point where eternity meets time is in the present.  The present is the only time there is.

~ Marianne Williamson

(Night roses.)

Wherever I was headed with this time loop has slip-slided away into the foggy regions of my brain.  Having said that, I suddenly remembered which road I wanted to take.

The light changes when the time changes.  Or the time in which the light changes, changes.  Either way, I’ve been wanting to drag take the tripod out to the once-hayfield, future-woods and photograph the sunset.  After the equinox the sunset moved.  It used to set behind the woods.  Now it sets between the garden and the woods, slowly moving closer to the garden.

Yesterday evening would have been a great time to go out to the future-woods.  The problem is that by the time I noticed the light had changed and the sun was setting, it was too late to get it all together and go out there in time to catch what I hope to capture.  I forgot that the sun would be setting somewhere around 5:15.  Hopefully I’ll get around to remembering sometime over the next few days.

Today’s Walk:  Soaking up the sun

I had a not-so-great morning.  I spilled things, I tripped over things, and nothing seemed to go right.  So when it came time to step outside, I wasn’t all that sure I wanted to go.  I thought for sure I’d end up stepping in a hole and breaking my ankle, tumble down the sledding hill and drown in the pond, or have a tree fall on my head.

(Sunlight in the mushroom tower.)

The thing is, it is such a gorgeous day here today.  Too good to pass up.  I should have found some work to do outside (there is plenty to choose from) rather than spend the day inside.  It’s that nice out there.  I decided it was worth the risk, put on my shoes, and out I went.

(Today’s view of the pond.)

I’m so glad I went out.  The weather is amazing for this time of year.  It’s about 60 degress with a light breeze and lots of sunshine.

I returned intact, having suffered no bodily injury, and feeling much better about the day in general.  The sunshine literally lightened up my day as well as my attitude.

I don’t know where our usual November is hiding but I am grateful for this mild, sunny weather, and intend to enjoy every moment of it.

(A big sunflare.)

40: Leftovers

(Looking below the surface in the woods.)

It’s day 40 of my commitment to get outside every day.  During the past 40 days I’ve collected a few photos that I couldn’t seem to fit into a post.  Before I move them to a back-up hard drive, I thought I’d go ahead and share a few of them.

(Fungus in the wood pile.)

Today is also the first day of NaBloPoMo and of course I was crazy enough to sign up.  It’s fun, I get to meet new bloggers, and it is always a challenge because every year November turns out to be a busy month for me.  It’s no different this year.  M and I will be engaged in plenty of activities.

(Ready for winter.)

It was below 30 degrees when I rolled out of bed this morning.  The frost is hanging around longer in the mornings.  I wore my winter coat for the first time on Saturday.  Hat, gloves, and winter coat:  the holy trinity of winter around here.  Or it could be frost, ice, and snow.  Depends on how you look at it.

(A tangle of cattails.)

(A mushroom tower hiding in the grasses.)

Today’s walk

I bundled up and went out around noon today.  I like morning walks but may have to start taking them later in the day when it’s warmer.  For today, though, noon was good.  It’s breezy but the sun is shining and providing just enough heat to keep it from being too nippy.

(This morning’s view of the pond.)

The pond was providing nice reflections while the birds and wind produced a lovely autumn soundtrack to go with my walk.  I heard and then spotted a bird I’ve never seen before.  I think it was a small hawk of some kind.  I haven’t had much luck in identifying it (so far).  The photos I took are too dark and blurry to be of much help.


There is a dule of doves living in the woods near an old apple tree.  I pass them on my way through the cattails.  Poor things are frightened into flight each time I come by.  A few weeks ago, during my first pass by them after they’d settled there, the flurry of feathers was such a panic that two of the birds flew into each other.  They are not quite used to me yet, but at least they are a little calmer about moving from the ground to the trees when I come by now.

(A dove in the distance.)

As I sit here typing this, a recording of John Glenn is being recorded on my answering machine.  He’s yammering away about how I should get out and vote tomorrow.  I am flattered that a man who was an astronaut (first American to orbit the earth) and U.S. senator thinks my vote is that important.  Not too flattered, though, since it’s only a recording and only going out to probably every phone number in the state of Ohio.

(The neighbor’s pony.)

The Republicans and Tea Party folks want me to vote, too.  The phone has been a source of much yammering and nagging about politics lately.  It’s worse today.

Not to worry, all you politicos.  I’ll be voting, in spite of having fallen into the enthusiasm gap.  Or maybe because of it.  Whatever the case, I’ll be there with my lack of enthusiasm, unenthusiastically (but without whining about it) voting for the lesser of the evils.  I am old enough to know better than to expect change overnight.  Still, I’m disappointed.  That said, I don’t want to go back to the way things were either.  So, I’ll vote.  I’ll vote.  I really will.  No need to keep nagging me about it.

(Light and leaves drifting.)


Embrace the moment

(A moment in the life of an oak leaf.)

We had our first temperature dip into the 30’s and our first frost of the season last night.  Most of the frost was gone by the time I rolled out of bed.  Having acquired a cold somewhere along the way in our travels, I decided to sleep in this morning.

(A moment in the life of a maple leaf.)

One of the tangible gifts we were given at the life celebration honoring Mom was a wrist band inscribed with the words Embrace the Moment.  I’ve been wearing it when I go out on my walks as a reminder to stay in the moment rather than get lost in my head.

(At the back of the pond.)

Today’s walk took me back to the woods again.  I wanted another try at photographing the mushrooms I found yesterday.  My attempts to go manual with the settings didn’t turn out well.  No amount of Photoshopping was going to save them so I decided to try again.

(Mushrooms in the woods.)

I think I did a better job today.

During my walk around the pond I saw a couple of turtles sunning themselves.  They slid into the water before I could turn the camera on.

Turtles remind us that the way to heaven is through the earth.  In Mother Earth is all that we need.  She will care for us, protect us, and nurture us, as long as we do the same for her.  For that to happen, we must slow down and heighten our sensibilities.  We must see the connection to all things.  Just as the turtle cannot separate itself from its shell, neither can we separate ourselves from what we do to the Earth.   ~ Ted Andrews, Animal Speak

(This morning’s view of the pond.)

It’s another gorgeous fall day here in the Bogs, perfect for hiking and spending lots of time outdoors.  As soon as I finish up a few chores I’m going to head back out and enjoy it.

(Reminder:  Click on the images for a larger view.)

Blue sky, green grass, and white caps

This is one of those “done ahead of time” posts, scheduled to post on its own in case I’m unable to post while away.  I took these photos on Friday morning (the day before we left).  It had rained the night before and I went out to see what had popped up.

Q:  Why did the lichen hang out with the mushroom?

A:  Because he’s a fungi (fun guy)!

Go ahead and groan.  It’s almost as bad as my favorite elephant joke.

I saw on the news the other day that those of us in the U.S. are not car pooling like we used to.  The car pooling rate has dropped around 30 percent.  I think what makes it worse is that many Americans are driving around by themselves in those gas-hogging SUV’s and mini-vans.  The Daily Green lists one easy thing you can do to go green.  On Friday, August 6, the tip was to jump into the pool, the car pool.