by Angeliska on October 20, 2007
It’s just beginning to turn here-
still golden enough for your metal
zipper to burn your neck, just a little,
if you stand in a slanting sheaf
of afternoon light for too long.
Nearly knee socks!
Soon, soon crisp apples
and cinnamon wisps!
To properly welcome in the season,
I don a new hat- the most perfect
autumnal chapeau imaginable!
So much is happening, has happened-
sometimes I can only communicate in images
and fragments of dreams.
Unless I sit down to write
about things that occur,
sometimes it feels as
though they never did.
I have always been subject
to the tree falling in the woods
conundrum- and in our current
maddening era, oh- even more so..
My hunger for information is alarming.
As is my intense lust for this kabinett.
It is oxblood lily season once again.
Bloody shoots, hurricane lilies, schoolhouse lilies
harbingers of a raucous choir of children
that wait for the bus outside our bedroom window-
their chatter rivals the grackles!
My alarm has suddenly become redundant.
This is what our pond looked like before we introduced
three turtles into it-
we adopted Lil’ Olive and Pancake Junior from Jenndaly.
They made the transition from tank to pond life
with great aplomb- they bask among
the red and blue dragonflies
and munch happily
on the nymphaeas and water hyacinth.
Quibley Tidbit von Niblettsen hasn’t been seen
since we introduced him into the pond..
Widdle fwend, where are you?
We miss you so.
Welcome to the world, little stranger.
Today my friends Brenda and Chris gave birth to this
lovely wee elf- his name is Sascha!
I am his fairy godmother!
He is serious and tiny and beautiful.
In honor of his birth, my japanese magnolia tree
for the first time-
an utterly out-of-season
but not at all unwelcome sight.