Evolution of a Sunset

Fall Feelings

It's that time of year again... the leaves are changing to tints of gold and vermillion, cider is pressed and poured, the wind is chilly and changing, and sweaters new and old are seeing the auburn light of autumn... Or so I'm told.

I've been looking at my Yankee Magazine, the September/October edition. I do believe I may be the only one in Hawaii who subscribes to Yankee. Pages upon pages of brilliant foliage and colorage. There's even an article on hard cider which is making my mouth water. Yes, I miss the Pennsylvania falls of my childhood: trips to the apple orchard, collecting the fallen maple leaves, carving pumpkins. Those were good times.

Now I'm in Hawaii, and I know I am supposed to be here right now. But something inside of me tells me it won't be forever, that I don't belong here and my roots are stuck in the ground of Somewhere Else. Maybe someday I'll be back home. Until then, I'll be harvesting the guava and making guava juice (is there such a thing as hard guava cider?).  

Fighting the Beast

Yesterday morning we did battle with a dragon. He was purply black, with hundreds of sprawly legs. Hiding camouflaged inside a basket, he crawled out at me (all of his hundred legs squirming like fire) when I was cleaning out his temporary shelter. Screaming I dropped the basket, as the knight in the other room came out in too much of a hurry to put on his armor. With a magic potion made especially for the demons of the earth, the knight slayed the beast and brought him to his hundreds of knees.

PS ~ I've seen dragons twice as long as this one!

Relaxing...

What would you do if you had a broken down recliner ...

I'm Back!

Hello again, lovely blog followers! Though there are few of you, you make my ramblings seem almost worthwhile. So I'll be around a bit longer if that's okay with you.

Summer has been quite an adventure, but it has come to a definite close despite the everlasting sunshine out my window. For I think of summer as more than just weather: it is freedom and watermelons and camping and cute shoes (the two latter, I'm afraid, don't work together very well). My summer also included twice-lost luggage, red ant bites, and food poisoning, but all of it is over and the chains are tightened once again. (Please read this last as an exaggeration. I live on a tropical island with an ocean out my window; the chains are merely metaphorical.) What I mean to say is, I must readjust my life, open up my calendar, and get back to work. But part of that work is rambling on a blog, so it can't all be bad.

My first morning back, I woke up (in a fit of airplane lag) unnecessarily early. The good part was I got to see an amazing sunrise:

So with a new dawn comes a new day.