Hello to Autumn!
Soup weather brain lights brighten. Hot chocolate mugs are lined up. The crockpot silently sits on the counter.
There may be hot weather before the trees are all bare, but pumpkin hunting and hot soup season is here.
Hello to Autumn!
Soup weather brain lights brighten. Hot chocolate mugs are lined up. The crockpot silently sits on the counter.
There may be hot weather before the trees are all bare, but pumpkin hunting and hot soup season is here.
All week has felt like a Saturday to me. Posting the day and week numbers on Thursday instead of the usual Friday, feels right. I hope it doesn’t throw anyone off.
What new things have I learned this week?
The pumpkin version of Special K is pretty good (based on my limited ability to taste).
A quarter pound of Genoa salami is an act of denial for me because there is rarely enough left the next day to make the picnic sandwich I bought it for. I know I need a half pound.
I need a book to keep recipes in that has paper thick enough to glue cut outs in. My menu is so bland and predictable, my interest in preparing meals is nearing zero. I need to use recipe files.
I learned that if you don’t like something a person publicly advocates for, then in America, saying you don’t like that person, might get you targeted for hate speech. That is very scary. 😱
As for information I didn’t know, I remember listening and knowing the tips are new to me, but I forget what the tips are. They are something about hiking safety.
Oh! One is to not run because that can trigger a bobcat’s chase instinct. Back away slowly, look bigger, do not run.
What new have you learned this week?
Have you ever felt an urge to just move someplace or change your life into something else but have no idea where or what? There must be a name for it.
Maybe I’m burned out being elderly!? Nah. I think with all the creative things I have to do, I need a hobby focused on self-improvement. I didn’t get far learning Chinese. Maybe trying Irish will help.
At the bottom of a make-up bag, there’s always ancient things I haven’t used in ages. Creams, masques, lipsticks and such have shelf life. If I can’t remember when I bought it or last used it, then in the trash it goes.
Clearing out things brings with it a lot of memories.
What is your oldest go to gadget?
There is an abundance of news in broad subjects that we can separate into a positive group for each. If we narrow the range, then, I feel, the gathering of good news loses weight.
A healthy balance, IMHO, requires that the bad news not be so obese that it pulls down our effort to nurture our lives with positive information.
On day 255 of 2025, the negatives are overwhelming. How do we adjust life for better balance?
Faith.
If you have faith, be it with a religion, mindfulness or meditation, having a place to go to comfort your soul might be what you need.
The fall rituals that I like to follow, this year are pressed flat by the depression episode I am struggling to manage.
As the deal with it best I can goes, turning a negative into a positive works. Thus, the autumn pumpkin hunt for a country roadside stand also includes: Just buy a pumpkin! So I have. I may also buy from a roadside stand, if I have the energy to do that.
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| Pie Pumpkin #1 2025 |
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| Moon at 95% Waxing Gibbous Behind the clouds 9:58 PM EDT 5 September 2025 |
In a philosophy class, early 1990s, the instructor is explaining the time line of life in philosophically, step by step out into the universe. The end thought, the end question left to us is what is there beyond, beyond life, the universe?
The air in the room is dead silence until a voice in the far back corner provides the answer:
“New Jersey”
More than any age decade of experience, I feel that our teenage years carry the strongest vibe of being our home-land. Other stages may be as nostalgic, as well loved but not in the same way as our transition out of childhood into adulthood. Ten years is a long time.