Adapting

The chance timing that occurred a couple mornings back had the sun, the dandelion and I at the same spot for this image. Many people find dandelions a nuisance, I find them a cheery sign of warm days filled with bumblebees and breezes. As a result anything I put on the lawn lacks weed control, I let the dandelions come. They are very adaptable, accommodating themselves to whatever level I set the mower blade. I could learn from them on that matter.

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Rain, rain

It seems we are going to have another rainy spring. Nearly every showing of the house has been a damp day. In spite of the spring blossoms, the days have still had an early spring chill to them. I find it dampens my spirits when the weather is like this day after day. At least it is too warm to snow, that would be hard to face. As it is the days seem indistinguishable from each other, making time slip by unnoticed. Maybe next week we will get some sun.

As it rushes by

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The beaver has had a busy season out back, several dams have altered the whole look of the stream. Yet all the rain of the last few months still holds sway, rushing over the tops of the dams and filling the stream bed to the brim. The water, like the year, is flowing quickly by, a new stretch racing up behind it to take its turn. I have little say in either the passage of time or the work of the beaver as he coerces nature to reroute. If you look closely you can see the spread of water in the far back as the stream reaches the next dam, a still wide place where it seems time is not moving at all. But, of course it is, just below the surface currents are curling and moving along as they must.

Spook-a-boo

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Tomorrow is Halloween, the end of October. I am moving ahead on every front I can, probably to my detriment, but things must get done. Both shows will be up by the end of this week, so that to do list will close. The calendar sales continue to be a slower pace than I would like, and I have done as many sales calls as I can think of with limited success. On the house front it has been too wet for yard work so the leaves are not raked, it has been indoor tasks I have been tackling. Tiny tasks, big tasks, fussy tasks. One by one I am getting them off the list, which tends to leave the house in a state of upheaval as it happens. It is a season of activities with an eye to the future as we plan for our move.

Spinning away

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Now that fall is well underway, the year seems to be spinning away quickly. This does not feel right to me, but the whole year feels as if it has been too short. The frost has not come yet, but it will, the sun’s warmth doesn’t last as it did in August. Now it is the days of heavy dew, crunchy leaves and cooler nights. That is how the year passes, one season showing as another fades back to await its turn next time around.