Hello November 2026!

White rabbit.* Spoken in true fun on the first day of the month. My phone says 2:47 AM EDT. The clock on the wall says 3:47 AM EDT. Time to put the clocks back an hour. 

A superstition vs reality. 

Awake from caffeine too late in the day (yesterday), watching a YouTube video for DYI Christmas decorations adds another dimension to my day. There are many good creative holiday decorations out there. Crafting can enhance the happy vibe of the holidays. 

Instead of going right into December, I decide to this weekend to create Thanksgiving cards using watercolors. The November holiday sadly seems to be pressed thin between Halloween and Christmas. Card making will be refreshing.

* White rabbit spoken 3 times on the first day of the new month is a superstition to bring luck. Thank you fieldfen.blogspot.com.

About Halloween & Harvest

Happy Halloween!

Here’s a thought. Since I don’t dress up in a costume, go to parties and don’t have trick or treaters at the door, there is a way to partially join in the festivities. 

I can buy candy! 

Maybe an orange iced cupcake. 🧁

Or be sensible and roast a pumpkin. 🎃

Anyway, years ago before it was taken off free TV, I use to watch “Hocus Pocus,” each year as my celebrating tradition. Then the movie became very popular and became pay to view unless you have the DVD.

People having fun is the best part of Halloween. For years, one of my best daydreams is to have a country house with land to grow vegetables for the food shelf, and for pumpkin patch weekends.

The weekends would be open for pick your own pumpkin, a gift shop, and a rustic cafe all about pumpkins. I actually wrote an entire plan for the event. 

On Friday and Saturday nights there would be square dancing for adult date nights in a pavilion open on two sides to the night air. On the nights of the full Hunter’s Moon, there would be dancing outdoors when it got dark, weather permitting. And of course, an adult Halloween dance after trick or treat hours end. 

Halloween and at harvest time, community celebrations, I feel, strengthen the social network in real time. 

At the golden hour

The catch up arrived

The change of seasons, the real one when the ambient temperatures reach that threshold of either freezing or 90 degrees Fahrenheit (32°C), sets up a bumper crop of thoughts for things that must be done to prepare for cold or hot weather.

Frankly, this season, a hot cup of soup with a nice glob of melting mozzarella cheese in the cup bottom and a buttery chunk of garlic toast are what I prefer to focus on over the brain scramble to prepare. You will not hear me say what fun it is to get out my snow boots. Love a pretty a pretty snowfall as I do, in my old age I appreciate summer more than ever. 

A healing hand from the broken wrist, and the pulled oblique muscle, makes me eager to get anything done. This week has been a miracle not to be set back with aches and pain. Life without ibuprofen is wonderful. 

What’s next? Catch up. All the tasks waiting for me are there like hungry puppies. Glue is top of the list as fixing things rates high. 

A closet clean out is also on my to do list. Starting with the smallest first builds energy. 

One year, a pair of inexpensive dress boots I wore in 2007 were cracking so bad I had to throw them away. I know that real rubber can break up, but synthetic material cracking was a surprise. I have wood and leather clogs made in Sweden that I bought in 1978. Longevity in natural materials rules.

Day 303 Week 44 October 2026

My new to me way of down sizing creates interesting thoughts. Any change is bound to feel different. Whether or not it blips on our emotional radar makes a difference.

Clothes. Instead of donating by pulling out the garments I don’t wear, I keep what I will use. In doing that, I have days of liking everything. That feeling of looking stylish makes me happy. Mind you, I am totally comfortable dressed like a slob. Artists have a free license to look slovenly. 

It is weird for me to have clothes lifting my spirits. I hope I don’t turn into a fashion snob. 😂

Have a fashion fun weekend!

Bake peach cobbler

Have lunch with an aunt or uncle

Shop for nifty mittens 

Draw a pine tree grove

Visit a grave

Wash windows indoors

Watch videos of ducks

Review cloud formation names

Read about local forests

A Why Is It?

Arriving home from doing errands, you feel a wave of exhaustion as soon as you step inside the door. 

Is the comfort of being home that major? It’s not like there’s wild anmals out there chasing you, coughing covid people or just ran a marathon.

As expected, the Google search assistant has an explanation as well as ways to help. The majority of regular search results are for being tired after work. 

Mental fatigue appears to be the main reason. It puzzles me because just yards away from my door, I did not feel tired.

Maybe it is a leftover memory from my working days. I know that in the late afternoon, after 5 PM, I am ready to change into comfy lounging clothes or pajamas. Those hours are mentally the end of the day for me. 

Do you feel an end of the day?