L'aura del Campo

Autumn: 6 Qudrat (November 9)

2005-11-09
evening, 40 degrees. 74 in Naples, FL.

May actually get a frost or freeze tonight! Wish I would have spent more time taking pictures. Lots of flowers bloomed long past their season and gave some interesting juxtaposed images. I remember one year taking a photo of snow on the hollyhocks.

Did harvest some of the sweet potatoes!

Wrote a poem for Sharon. When I think of her, I always work in the image of olives. This time olive oil that smooths away the wrinkles and faults and preserves the good of others. Too soon to post it. Will need work.

2005-11-09
afternoon, 56 degrees. 30 in Missoula, MT. 41 in Paris this evening.

Ah! The silliness! I guess calling a poem a 'sestina on steroids' is not allowed around here. Kinda stupid (another disallowed word).

Went to forum on how the new species of 'hobbit' from Indonesia is just as easily explained as a pathological condition of an individual from a local population of short people. Microcephaly is one condition that might explain it.

So Ryan got drunk over the weekend and got into a bit of a scuffle ... TMI (so what else is new?). Jessica and her dad made pecan pie and potato soup yesterday. That's better news!

Sad but expected news: Trey died last night. He'd been on pallative care for quite awhile. We'll have a memorial service when Shaun can be there. Around Thanksgiving, I reckon. Both Amy and Sarah came up to me today to make sure I'd heard. As I said, sad. I have a sketch of a poem I wrote on October 24th after I visited Trey. "Yellow"  It isn't done yet, but you may read it.

SENSED YESTERDAY:

Trumpet vine leaves still green; blue Jeep Wrangler; bare stretches of gravel; roots of an elm tree hugging a telephone pole; bean pods on a leafless tree; the pungeant odor after a period of no rain.