Tuesday, October 28, 2008

4th Week of October

Bought another pile of candy, for my second attempt at getting a group of people to make monster cupcakes with me on Halloween.



**The young Roadrunner & I, startling one another in the corner of G's yard. This is the closest I've ever been to one. I froze. It froze. What perfect camouflage it had, in her dry tall fall grass.
**Three Whooping Cranes pass overhead a bit later. So high up. Specks. And that unmistakable call, call, call. How high up? Blasting along on a wind river I had no idea was there. Invisible white water. Rapid Swift Knots per Hour. Airspeed. Tailwind. South, south, south, calling the whole time. Calling at roughly the interval of my heartbeat. The two-tone two-note. It's so loud down here, three football fields away, why don't they go stone deaf yelling at each other like that from a couple of carlengths?! Big Honkin' Birds.
**Pairs of black sable squirrels with tufted ears.
**Startling 2 young deer on the mountainside, the shadowy face. Almost invisible, even after you've looked them in the eyes and know precisely where they are standing. They disappear in front of your very nose. Then tease you with a twitch of an ear; the motion grabs all your senses. As if you could smell them out. Late afternoon. The sun reaching only the tops of the trees as the crest above our heads stealing the rest for the west face while we shivered.
**The woman hiking on crutches. The tiny trickle of a stream. The flock of very shy birds drinking. Wings. Who knew they made so much sound; they're clumsy! laughed Gloria. And they were, sort of. We froze and stood very very still. After several long minutes, they started to gather. And return to drinking or hunting bugs or flirting. Hell, I don't know. But that sound, the shirr of wings a few feet away, partially hidden by bushes and young trees. Makes you believe in fairies and angels. Flying is not silent.

  The Loom is here.

  88 pounds?! yikes.

Third Week of October

June Howard. The American Studies Association. Did I say June Howard?!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

2nd Week of October

Had a cold front come through. A little bit of Rain. Lots of Wind. Very Autumnal. Yesterday G had frost on her windshield. Today the same. Should bounce back up to New Mexico's sunny accustomed temperament: bright, with calm winds and highs in the high 70s for the Rio Grande Valley. Left is a dry seed pod from the fence along the front of Gloria's yard. A hardy trumpet vine with sensuous deep red-orange blossoms. (Ergh... blossomed when?!)

A above Middle-C is stuck!
Ted Ledbetter, Albuquerque's Organ Repair expert for 32 years (or was it 37)? Small silver aluminum case of tools he brought to work on UNM Music department equipment. After some complicated and silly logistics, he went off with my keyboard. (Gulp). Thant from the Yamaha repair department authorized him to repair it, but not for housecall prices ($75). Apparently there was a manufacturing problem. !! I am vowing to play it regularly when I get it back. ((I take this as a nudge from the gods.))

With a little cash, G is seeing some options at work. And much happier. More spunk. More spirit. This past weekend, she planted bulbs around the base of the Japanese Scholar tree out back. (What were they? Daffodils and hyacinths?)

after having them aggressively take over the garden last summer, we were actually very happy to see the cosmos shoot up and blossom wildly. they attracted our attention more and more brightly as the wild rangy sunflowers withered, turning brown, shrinking into twigs: dozens of wobbly bird feeders for the finches.


the grass by the clothesline is heavy with seeds, and nods at any slight exhale of breath

Monday, October 6, 2008

1st Week of October

An Inch of Rain
Balloon Fiesta began this weekend. (We saw none of it). Saturday night it rained--really rained. Overcast, windy, moist and considerably cooler. (How much? Temps unseasonable?)

Days shorter. Really notice it in the mornings.

Went with G to meet Fran & Stony's baby: Samuel. Went to Village Wools for some more bright string bag thread. G's Loom is looming!

What is in my back yard, the l o n g way around...
Reading Darwin's Century by Loren Eiseley. Sat at the UNM Bookstore Friday & looked at the science section, including a short biography of Darwin. Kind of interested in his Beagle days. Also think his grandfather and Humboldt sound appealing. Read through the wikipedia zoology timeline on early entomology--until my eyes started to glaze over and my brain went numb with lists of names and manuscript titles in Latin, French and German. I was surprised at how early Leowenhouk and his microscope arrive. I found the lack of any bibliographic references irritating. Along with a decided lack of any larger context.

Flip - Snap - Send
Got a new phone. (How long has it been? Hmm). One that sends photos & messages like G's...

Poe Try
G went with me to Ken Gurney's poetry salon last night. (Was that my 3rd time?) Very powerful. I was very proud to have her there. I kind-of thought she'd really like them. He said he was finishing his final issue of Origami Condom, handing over the editor's role.