24th October, 2018 Wednesday
Day woke me later than it has. Night lingers longer every day. Four months on now in the march of light to the dark time of year. I love living in the Northern climes. My DNA needs the dimming of the light this half of the year. California just doesn’t have this juice.
I was lingering a bit in the roost lying with my furries in the quiet morning dim and Eldest called to tell me she has sprained her ankle walking in the field last night. She couldn’t full throttle entertain the Corgiette and could I let The Wizard and the Zoi out to play? So we wended down the path from roost and let the Deerhounds and the Ducks out front and down to bottom and out the dog door The Wizard and The Zoi did go.
Eldest had to leave for work and asked me if I would bring Corgiette out to play and maybe bring her in the house.
I had a a day of chores and Kundalini Yoga and then Corgiette came out to play with Zoi and all those leaves that in the last three days have loosed themselves from my front trees. Last week those trees were still so green and now their iridescence glows against the unlit grey of this day.
They came inside for little time and ran up and down the stairs and then Corgiette wished to go back home.
Eldest called on her way back home and was going to find a doc to check her sore ankle. She was home a bit later and we stood among the front yard’s carpet of those newly fallen iridescent leaves and she told me of her day listening to her predecessor tell some seventh graders some things about Lewis and his Clark and what they found across the land and down along the Gorge. She talked about how she would wish to present the facts of happenings of the past in such a way that shed some light on something in the now. I would love to be a part of the group that has that discussion.
So we parted as I sent her up to her loft home with Salmon and some homemade mayo and potatoes left from the feast we had on Friday night. I had my own with a lovely large tomato from the farm. And then an apple for desert. Yum.
We binged a Netflix series called “Bodyguard”, its English but of course, with lots of twists and turns.
And now we are in bed.
Husband had a very good day, he texted, but was very very pooped and looking forward to being back with us. I am glad.
Tea was Earled creamed and honeyed sweet as I watched the Sun light fire in the rimming trees at the bottom of the Field before it slipped above the clouds that covered it all day.
Ta.
Tea With Me 