The year’s gone by too fast. It’s already well in to summer. So on top of the year feeling like it’s gone by too fast, the days are getting shorter again.
Before summer came, the trees were sprouting, and seedlings fell from the trees. Once summer hit, hard winds and rain began to knock leaves from the trees— and it can be harsh, some days. But there always seems to be some kind of flower patch somewhere throughout the seasons.
And when the flowers shrivel up, the stems just continue to rise. Plants will take whatever they can, and adapt however they can.
Humans, however, don’t even like being out in the rain. (Okay, some do sometimes.)
The trees have shed, and the oranges and browns are setting in.
It’s the last day of October. And on some calendars, this marks the end of harvest season. In Celtic tradition, this end is celebrated with the festival of Samhain; tomorrow on the Gregorian calendar is the beginning of winter on their calendar. In the U.S., however, we recognize … Hallowe’en.
This is about as All-Hallows’-Eve as it gets around here. (A crude face has since been drawn on this pumpkin.) Fun fact: before pumpkins were used for jack-o’-lanterns, turnips were used.
This year, analysts say consumers will spend some $9 billion on Halloween candy and costumes in total.
But I’d rather look at the leaves. The reds, in particular, come and go fast.
Sometimes the best things in life are the simplest. And free.
And as far as weather goes, there have been strong rains…
And there have been strong winds.
And soon enough, maybe as early as this Sunday, there will be the white stuff where I live. It’s already snowed north of here; on the 24th, cars slipped off the road in Bangor due to early snow fall. In Canada, snow fell almost as soon as fall began.
There always seems to be grass at Crescent Beach.
And with signs taken down, at least one person hasn’t picked up after his/her dog.
Imagine seeing a double rainbow behind the supermarket right after you parked. I don’t remember see the fainter rainbow, above, until I reviewed the photos. I take it that the camera picked it up because digital cameras are more ISO-specific sensitive than the human eye when it comes to direct light, whereas we see a high range mixture of ISO somewhere between 25 to over a thousand. Our HDR vision enables us to see texture on the moon versus a typical ISO blur with the iPhone, but it can make it more difficult to see some fainter light sources.
Anyway. It turns out this may have been the double rainbow over Old Orchard Beach, in the distance. It’s certainly not the first one of the year over there. Within a few minutes, this double rainbow began to disappear with the clouds.
It was a downpour earlier in the day, Monday. Saco Island Deli helped lift my spirits a bit. (At least until I fell asleep in the car because I hadn’t gotten enough rest before the day began.) I tried their Mainah-as-panini special: romaine, Cabot cheddar, pan-seared chicken, uncured bacon and their famous maple aioli. And I gotta say, they make quality sandwiches!
The good news is I’ve finally seen a dentist. The bad news: three cavities, and an eye-popping bill. Cross my fingers that I’ll get any kind of insurance this year…
At home, the mice have returned. Sometimes, they’ll brave running around in the house… lil’ bastards.
Well, that’s it for now. I hope your Halloween night is a good one! 🙂
So I’ve been falling behind on the blogging front again. I attribute it to the national news, the negativity and lack of confidence in my voice even though I have enough I’d like to say.
Gotta post some day, so here goes.
Last Saturday wasn’t particularly eventful… in Maine, I mean. I was invited to a BBQ, but declined because it entailed more sitting around doing nothing. It’s kind of funny because, despite not going, I saw tiki torches— something you’d see at barbecues— anyway, with the news. (Not much was funny about what happened in Virginia.)
Participation or no, I needed to get out of the house. And it goes without saying: most of the opportunities in life are not going to be online.
First stop… and without much choice (because I can’t drive): timely photos of Crescent Beach, and with the better camera. As you can see, the beach was populated. (With people.)
A park ranger at the entryway toll booth asked whether I was native to the state. Maine gets a fair amount of tourism.
I saw a few animals before I even put my feet onto pavement. (As always, click to enlarge a photo. …And sorry for the traces of bird poop on the windows.) Continue reading Summer update→
Well, it’s one of those weekends. I got up early Saturday, and walked in the morning. My body said, maybe it’s best you go back to sleep. But I didn’t. I offered my support as someone to talk to… on twitter… and then the day went by, and I became the one who needed social engagement. I’m thinking about signing up on Reddit, but can’t think of a new screen name. There really isn’t anything I can do locally.
So. I might as well get into what happened Tuesday.
The day’s notes and events included fallen branches in the driveway… and the Senate’s first day trying to “skinny-repeal” the Affordable Care Act. (I’ll note that the law, what many on the right call “socialism” is the conservative version of legislation that has been taken to the floor for decades to finally pass. The proposed healthcare reforms under Nixon was more “liberal.” But I digress.)
Tuesday was a day scheduled to see the counselor. We went over the report aimed at enabling access to services regarding my disabilities, and the fun paperwork that entails. However, I didn’t tell him how I felt that morning. He knows about my sleeplessness, my isolation, but he doesn’t quite know how I’ve changed.
The day began with a bit of a breakdown. There’s a big difference between “this sucks, I need to do something” (where I tend to fall back into complacency), and… “I am broken.” Crying entered the conversation this week with N., my practitioner friend; she said she cries almost every day, to cleanse the heart and reset the emotional state. I did, briefly. I got only one more hour of sleep before departing.
About half of 3 p.m., my mother pulled into the parking lot for Crescent Beach. Troubles of the day aside, before me was the opportunity to get some summer photos.
Last Saturday, for sake of mental health, I left the house. It didn’t matter much where I went. I landed in Crescent Beach that day, and twice returned. Each time presented the opportunity to think about where things stand in life… and take newer, better photos. Long story short, I still have some sand in my shoes.
I needed to get away from the house. Being housebound does not a healthy mind make. The destination, I guess, didn’t matter considering I geared for the library but wound up at the beach, and didn’t mind. Twice in three days… I did mind that. It was a day of playing random music with the iPhone… and again wondering why the heck Bob Dylan made “Ring Them Bells”.
I noticed the purple flowers are (or were) in style— as seen outside some businesses and neighborhoods, on the way to the beach, and even in our own town. The above appear to be garden phlox… but I’m not sure.
Before I continue, I probably should say a little something about the delay of posting today: I made a promise to get the photos up soon. And I had most of them up in the library already. I had the tab open, in an early stage of developing the post… I revisited a few things of last year…of other blogs… and I was cut off. The limited data plan broke my promise. …Or forced me to stretch the meaning of the word ‘soon.’ Either way, I’m here now. At least there are 31 days in May.
In the middle of May, I took the opportunity to snap photos of Crescent Beach state park. My mother visits the park with some frequency during warmer times of the year, and she’d asked me a few times before to come with. It was a good idea— the sights, the air, the walks that are, say longer than one would think.