According to Blogger, my computer is now located in Cathedral City. The change occured on November 13th. Where was I? or should I be asking, where AM I? The room looks the same...
Dear Nathaniel, I am microwaving pie that Mom bought up in Oak Glen this week on her way home from the orthodontist. As I put it in the microwave, I was full of sadness that I was not in Oak Glen with her. Why did I not go? I was working. I want to see the trees turn. I want to wander slowly through autumnal gift shops. Under the water, you cannot sense the approach of the seasons. Even here it is difficult because, after all, it's California. But I can still sense it. After three seasons in Illinois and one in Scotland, it must be with me for good. Or at least for a while. Because I am all abuzz with eagerness for fall and winter, for turkeys and dried leaves and Santa. I should start cooking again this fall. Fall foods are my favorite. Baked squash dripping with melted butter and brown sugar, pumpkin soup... this year, if I have enough money, I will put together a holiday dinner for my friends. And we will drink Scandinavian mulled wine, which is the most wonderful thing I have e...
It's because the earth is turning on it's axis so the house keeps moving to new locations as we turn. Haha.
ReplyDeleteI don't know where you are, but I'm in this really cool scary dark place with lamp posts and mirrors.
ReplyDeleteOh, and I'm writing a speech on Charles Williams' views on spirituality and the Tarot.
Reminds me of good good times.
I think you might be right, Babs. I've often felt the earth slightly moving beneath my feet and thought it must be vertigo, earthquake, or nearby rumbly vacuum cleaner. But now all is clear.
ReplyDeleteAs for you, Wonderwoman: I. am. jealous. (almost) Though kind of happy not to have any papers to write, even though I'm still brainstorming PhD topics. (In my head, that was not 'p-h-d' but 'phud'. I'd like to maintain the distinction.
And now for a real blog post...