I feel restless again. Is it this time of year?
We had a really big rain recently (I can't even remember when) and it knocked all of the newly, beautifully metamorphosed leaves from the trees. The sidewalk to our apartment was completely covered in a vibrant fuscia-like hue. It was just marvelous. Like someone rolled out a carpet for us. And then this morning someone came by with the leaf blower and scattered them away, and now I just notice how bare the trees are. Perhaps this is the time when I become restless, seeing clear evidence of the season slipping away into winterly tones.
I am much like a bear or a ground-dwelling thing, gathering and feathering to settle into more docile months. The cabinets and fridge are full, coffee is consumed dutifully, lists of thoughts and wishes start stacking themselves up inside my head and across our apartment. Shopping lists on the counter, to-do lists on my desktop, book lists in notebooks. I start bringing arms-full of books home from the library and do not quite get around to reading all of them.
We are quietly busy around here these days, like small animals whittling away at something unseen, burrowing in. Nathan works steadily, off to school in the am, working late into the pm. This boy could teach a thing or two about patience and diligence. And as for me, there's not much to say; the days keep slipping by, but there are small tasks finished and things to fill our days.
I am much like a bear or a ground-dwelling thing, gathering and feathering to settle into more docile months. The cabinets and fridge are full, coffee is consumed dutifully, lists of thoughts and wishes start stacking themselves up inside my head and across our apartment. Shopping lists on the counter, to-do lists on my desktop, book lists in notebooks. I start bringing arms-full of books home from the library and do not quite get around to reading all of them.
We are quietly busy around here these days, like small animals whittling away at something unseen, burrowing in. Nathan works steadily, off to school in the am, working late into the pm. This boy could teach a thing or two about patience and diligence. And as for me, there's not much to say; the days keep slipping by, but there are small tasks finished and things to fill our days.
Here is a little recap of things unmentioned:
Last Saturday N and I went to see Kevin Smith speak at Benaroya Hall. This was my birthday present to N who turns 23 in t-minus 6 days.
There has been some good eating here lately. Besides the Best soup, there has been acorn squash gnocchi, oriental rice and marinated salmon, pumpkin ribbon bread, curried pumpkin soup, and kale-and-christmas bean tacos (um, delicious). We've also been going out to eat more than his probably good for our wallets, but it's been enjoyable.
We've been watching a lot of movies. We watched Casablanca for N's film class this week, both of us for the first time. It was really lovely. Next week it will be Citizen Kane. Aside from these, when we find a mutually free hour or two before bedtime we are catching up on old tv episodes. I know it's not much to say you're working on a tv show, but it's quite satisfying to move through the story.
...There is probably more to tell, but I've already forgotten.
[lovely photos are by feaverish on flickr, via silencio. no hay banda.]
[thinking i should start taking some of my own photos]
[thinking i should start taking some of my own photos]
2 comments:
I am quite spoiled with all of the food you listed. You've become quite cook my lovely :)
And yes, dobrya did take me and endure nearly 4 hours of Keven Smith's rambling. I couldn't ask for any better present!
Catty, I know the feeling. Fall here has been beaten back by the rain and cold, and the bright gold leaves wistfully blanket the sidewalks and yards. It's nearly Hallowe'en, but I have yet to visit the pumpkin patch. I promise I'll pick up a good'n. :)
Very nicely written post. Keep on.
cheerio
Post a Comment