look within and life, it seems, is very far from being 'like this'.
examine for a moment an ordinary mind on an ordinary day. the mind
receives a myriad impressions - trivial, fantastic, evanescent, or
engraved with the sharpness of steel. from all sides they come, an
incessant shower of innumerable atoms; and as they fall, as they shape
themselves into the life of monday or tuesday, the accent falls
differently from of old; the moment of importance came not here but
there. . . . life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged;
life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us
from the beginning of consciousness to the end.
- virginia woolf, modern fiction (1919)
where have we been? life lately has been surrounding us, and it seems like all summer it's been impossible to arrange it into any linear fashion (i think the closest i came was a list - or two ;). i have been so very sleepy for so much of this summer, diabetics do not do well with the heat, and there have been other medical discoveries (that i'm hypothyroid too - ha! what fun!). and there is the possibility of moving, very soon, but we shall see about that. we finished deadwood only to find out it's gone for good, and now i go around calling people hoopleheads and other unmentionables. and i'm still in love with these last summer days, although i did spy a red leaf on my tree outside our kitchen window yesterday (yes, my tree - i have claimed it. it's tall and lush and very beautiful. i think it's a maple. i suppose i should know if i want it to be mine, hmm?).
* a little later note: i can tell a maple tree, but this tree is in a neighbour's yard and so although i like to call it mine, it's not really close enough to claim, or to identify its leaves... it's more of a window romance we have....
i'm not quite ready to turn to fall, even though i'm excited to start knitting projects like marieke's etole and soft blankets like adrienne rogers (via design sponge guest blogger lena corwin).... but i think that's
what i love about this time of year. it still feels like summer most
afternoons, but in the evenings it's cool and starting to smell like that
crispened fall air ....mmmm. spring mornings, summer afternoons, fall evenings. the best of all seasons in a day.
p.s. ... too many sad kitties this week. my heart goes out to
shari, lisa s, and mav. i hope they will all be okay. just the thought of it makes me say 'hello love' everytime i see ben or esme, although they do go by many other names... esme's known lately as little baby bundt cake (where do these names come from sometimes?), and
ben's new name is binker, because he's just that kind of cat. (and
because he has a quiet way about him but you know he's always there ;)
i know monday was a holiday but is it wrong to feel like today should be friday?
♥
