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November is certainly here. A hard freeze moved in mums for
the night on Friday, but all else froze. Leaves fell freely in the weekend
winds. We wrapped up the deck for winter all but a few pieces. We sat the mums
back out, crowding them around the door so I could see them constantly for
whatever time they have left. The rain began in the night—the slow easy rain of
late autumn.
It was a November rain we drove to Joplin in this morning.
Going for an eye appointment, we never even turned on the radio. The wipers
were our music, tap-tap-taping out the rhythm of a “winter coming” song. The skies
were heavy and dismal, as gray as river rock. It wasn’t too hard to imagine
that soon such a rain would be freezing or turning to white flakes.
The time change makes everything darker too. Poor Biscuit,
she comes to me at 4:00 today and jumps into my lap. Her eyes plead. They say
she does not care WHAT the clock says, her tummy says it is 5 p.m. and her
dinnertime!
Inside we begin to take down pieces on walls and tables to
ready for an overhaul of ceilings and walls. Gradually the inside of the house
is looking less autumn comfy and more winter desolate. The bankroll is lessened
too. The eye appointment went well this morning if one considers being $1000
lighter in the wallet as a good thing, but having healthy eyes is good news
after problems for a while.
We stopped at Sam’s before coming home. Mercy, was that
place packed! Was it that everyone could not do anything else in the rain so
they went to buy food? I will say there was a certain friendliness in people as
many stopped to comment on voting, my bracelets, or to ask where the dried
fruit aisle was. There was a certain comradery in folks, maybe a common dread
of winter perhaps?
But with cooler air and darker days, a good thing appears—soup
pots! We had Panera Kale a few nights ago…then Beefy Onion with croutons on top…a
spinach bean soup is in the freezer waiting…and all afternoon a chicken has
cooked with celery, onions garlic, and tarragon. It will become chicken noodle
for tonight.
Yes, it is really looking like November around here!
4 comments:
Soup is such a treat. Soup and croutons? Luxury.
Hunker down and enjoy your winter - our summer is coming way too fast for me.
I enjoyed your last two posts. Waking now earlier and earlier to greet a gloomy day makes me want to eat everything in sight. Sounds like you and hubby both have winter projects. We have been moving my daughter. Oh the old muscles ache.
Lovely post, Bookie. Lovely images. I know what you mean about the darkness. Not spirit-lifting.
But today I went to Goodwill and then to the library booksale...both delightful events! Also swam at the community center so that was wonderful, too.
Love Panera's cheese and broccoli soup the best....and Olive Garden's Zuppa Toscano. Yummy. Susan p.s. Thanks for your visits, dear Bookie.
Your Biscuit and our Maggie are both adjusting to the time change, Claudia. So far, it's actually be an encouragement to me, though. I'm getting up earlier, grimly aware that it will be suddenly darker in the afternoon, and as soon as the sun goes down, I want to huddle inside and turn on all the lights.
Today we cut back all the flowering bushes and plants and prepared things for winter. I miss our deck, the perfect place to have morning coffee and plan my day, but now it's too cold.
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