“i can’t believe it’s november already, it feels like halloween was just yesterday.”
photo credit: pinterest
“Don’t you imagine the leaves dream now how comfortable it will be to touch the earth instead of the nothingness of the air and the endless freshets of wind? And don’t you think the trees, especially those with mossy hollows, are beginning to look for the birds that will come – six, a dozen – to sleep inside their bodies? And don’t you hear the goldenrod whispering goodbye, the everlasting being crowned with the first tuffets of snow? The pond stiffens and the white field over which the fox runs so quickly brings out its long blue shadows. The wind wags its many tails. And in the evening the piled firewood shifts a little, longing to be on its way.”
~Mary Oliver, “Song for Autumn”
art credit: willowday flower project by gina, stockholm
here we find ourselves in september again, along with lots of babies!
september is by far the most popular month to be born. it isn’t even a close race. september has 9 out of 10 of the most popular birth dates, with september 9th being the most popular date of all. using my holiday math formula, it’s easy to find a clear correlation between the end of the old year through the ringing in of the new year, and the volume of early fall arrivals.
1 january new year’s eve party = 1 to 1,000,000 september babies
“my favourite poem is the one that starts ‘thirty days hath september’ because it actually tells you something.” -groucho marx
art credit: mary evans
Guinness World Record: Man rides 38 miles in giant pumpkin
Duane Hansen has set a new Guinness World Record for riding 38 miles (61km) in a giant pumpkin.
He grew the 846lb (384kg) pumpkin in his garden with the aim to beat the 25.5 mile record, set in 2018.
Duane travelled down Missouri River and broke the record on his 60th birthday on August 27th.
“There are three things I’ve learned never to discuss with people:
religion, politics, and the Great Pumpkin.”
-Linus, It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown
credits: bbc news
my favorite season – fall has arrived
Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back
from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere
except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle
of unobservable mysteries – roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This
I try to remember when time’s measure
painfully chafes, for instance when Autumn
flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay – how everything lives, shifting
from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.
~ Mary Oliver ~
image credit: Lumber Jane, Madame Cupcake@etsy