So ok, Free your mind jude.... or at least get caught up in something useful.
I got up from the computer, just to get away from the frustration of little stupid things. And then in 2 minutes I forgot all about them. It will be close to freezing tomorrow night so I figured I would get some wood closer to the house and also sweep a few leaves away that have accumulated on the drains in front of the garage door. Just fall stuff. It's nice out today. Cloudy and moody but warmish. Leaves are softly fluttering down.
It is just how it happened that I found so many leaves caught in webs. Suspended in space. They seemed safe somehow. Caught, held, a softer journey for now. In between. I laughed too, seeing all the fake spider webs being applied to bushes and windows around here. My neighbors making things look Halloween-ish with polyester fiber webbing. Laughed to think that they paid money for that. Cried to think how much of it will end up in the trash. Thought again that nature's own design here is good enough really, the real thing. Glad that I am not caught up in this consumer madness. Glad my son isn't either.
And so, back inside, just now, my little cloth leaves got caught in a web of seams. A web of nine . A way for me to catch things and hold them in some natural order. At least for now. I never thought of it as a web before. This grid. But it works actually. Especially today.
Typepad has calmed down at least for Now. And I am going out to pick kale for dinner.
Sure are a lot of rainy days here lately. Damp. chilled. When it rains a lot I get buggy. I start rearranging furniture. Things. I get that from Mom. On rainy days she used to call me and say, "Whatcha doing?" I would say, "changing the rooms around". "Me too". That is what she would say. She would laugh.
The Man carries a flashlight around at night...when he gets up, because he does that a lot. Just so he doesn't bump into the new lay of the land. Soul-o doesn't mind. Every rainy day means a room already explored is ready again. And he can see in the dark. I think he appreciates the change of scenery.
The rain has encouraged the maple leaves to fall. They are late. I have leaves on my mind. Looking at them glued to the deck there has me considering. How and Where things come to Rest.
I will probably do that for most of the day. Quietly consider that. Surely I will have something to say about it after awhile.