Walked for half an hour in the garden. A fine rain was falling, and the landscape was that of autumn. The sky was hung with various shades of gray, and mists hovered about the distant mountains — a melancholy nature. The leaves were falling on all sides like the last illusions of youth under the tears of irremediable grief. A brood of chattering birds were chasing each other through the shrubberies, and playing games among the branches, like a knot of hiding schoolboys. Every landscape is, as it were, a state of the soul, and whoever penetrates into both is astonished to find how much likeness there is in each detail.
~ Henri Frederic Amiel
It’s been dreary here for the past two days. Gray, misty, just downright damp without, so far, rain. The rain is coming, and with it the cold. Tomorrow will be sunny, but the high is predicted to be about 36°F. Lows will be in the 20’s.
A Great Blue Heron was breakfasting in the lagoon when I went out for my walk. I’m not sure if he or she didn’t notice me, or if s/he is getting used to me. Whatever the case, s/he didn’t take off when I walked around the lagoon on my way to the meadows. I saw a few rabbits here and there, too. I don’t know if our rabbit population has been depleted in some way or if the bunnies are hiding, but there don’t seem to be nearly as many out there as there were during the summer months.
A lot of the trees are bare now. Some of those sheltered in the woods are still hanging on to their leaves, and the oaks will continue to cling to their foliage for most of the winter.
In the woods I saw a beautiful buck with two does. White-tailed deer. They took off for the marsh once they realized I was there. I didn’t think to take a picture. I was too busy admiring the buck’s antlers. He had quite a rack.
This week will be kind of a slow week. I have a few phone calls to make to schedule some appointments, but mostly I’ll be working around the house and the ranch. We have two more weeks of CSA shares to pick up (this week and next), and we’ll be finished with that for the season. The garden still needs to be put to bed for the winter. I’m not sure I’ll get to it, but we’ll see. Later today I have to write up a book review to be posted tomorrow.
Next week I will be seeing my primary care physician for an EKG, a chest x-ray, and some blood work. Sometime this week or next I’ll be going for a mammogram. Nothing says health and healing like a double dose of radiation. Heh. All of this is in preparation for a surgical procedure that will be done in January (because the doc is booked up until then). The procedure is mostly exploratory, to rule out cancer. It could end in the hysterectomy I’ve put off for years, depending on what happens and what the doc finds. I’m okay with waiting until January. The problem that I had, which seems to have resolved itself, is probably (and hopefully) related to fibroids which are benign tumors. They shrink, sometimes die, after menopause, and my thoughts are that it was a dying fibroid that caused all the ruckus. Doctors, of course, feel this need to check everything, just to be sure, once they have you in their clutches.
And that, my friends, is all the news from the Wabi-Sabi Ranch on this gray and dreary Monday. It’s probably more than you wanted to know, but it didn’t seem right to leave everything shrouded in mystery.
Thank you for stopping by today. Unless the rain and clouds hurry on by, I don’t think we’ll see much of a sunset tonight. If it should clear up, I’ll meet you out on the dock. Dreary days are sometimes followed by spectacular sunsets.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: Dew on grasses and roses; the beautiful white-tailed deer in the woods; visiting with the Great Blue Heron who is normally so shy that I can’t get anywhere near him; walking in the fog; the honking of geese off in the distance.