no! no! they are still electric with their golds and reds! this morning as i headed to the barn, the sun shone at just The Right Spot on the branches and boughs...i was driving down a rural 2-laner, and the trees crowded in on each side like a hug. it was so amazing that i had to phone my Rock Fairy friend to tell her. best yet, a moody, large greyish white cloud parked itself across the treetops and if i squinted just right, it looked like one of those NH mountains i miss so much.
The vet was late to the barn, and an extensive (but relieved) visit set me back 4 hours in my day plan: a mitzvah? an honor? a gratitude?
I am one of a few people on the street who stay home all day with no children tugging at my shirttails...no responsibilities, other than what i wish to make. This morning at 6am, i rented a whizz-bang backpack style leaf blower - professional strength windmaker - and my plan was to blow off the lawns of as many neighbors as i could do physically, or time-wise. yes, we live in the woods, but still leaf-blow the fronts. i started with the neighbor who just had surgery, then to the neighbor with 2 jobs and 3 kids, and moved on from there. i finished all but one by dinnertime, and just as i stepped out of Home Depot with the return slip: the rain started. Yes, i looked like a dork. like an undocumented worker going door-to-door. much like i do when i snowblow people's driveways. but it feels oh-so-good to see them smile when they pull in the driveway. i consider it an honor to be able to do this. an honest to God honor.
and tomorrow, if i'm able to load my car, i head here for 3 days of cloistered creativity. i cannot wait. am dreaming of the work i want to create. send me good thoughts and prayers for an intensive and complete work session. be back with the news on monday!