Bow Tie Tuesday

[fflo]

It's here--- the last day of summer.



The light's starting to dim out there.  It was fleeingly wistfully fall-bright on the orange leaves still hanging on to Bert's front yard tree; my trees are the first on the street to lose their leaves, and maybe his is the last.  Well there's that oak the city planted that Roberta tried to kill but it was super-hardy, and leafed, as we went into last winter.

It's been breezy in an autumnal way today.  Big banks of clouds moving at pretty good clip through the sky.  You can smell that it's not just a summer day, and, it seems to me too, that the warm spell is about to be pushed aside.

I wore seersucker, in honor of the weather.

Didn't shy away from the red-white-'n'-blue, when first grabbing this thin library T-shirt, then realizing the combo.

"Seersucker" has "sugar" in it.  It goes back to 1722, from Hindi sirsakar, East Indian corruption of Persian shir o shakkar "striped cloth," literally "milk and sugar," a reference to the alternately smooth and puckered surfaces of the stripes. From Persian shir (cognate with Sanskrit ksiram "milk") + shakar (cognate with Pali sakkhara, Sanskrit sarkara "gravel, grit, sugar;" see sugar (n.)).  Thanks, etymoology online.

And I thought it was about the texture, at heart!

After way too much Zoom for one day, I did head to Gallup and hobbled to my special tree-fort tree, depositing a penny again to see if it makes it through winter.  I can never find pennies from previous years, and wonder whether they've been absorbed by the tree, in the big crevices of its chunky bark.

My sandals then had gunk in them, and are too hard to get back on to try to clean out on a bench at the park.  Besides, I wanted to enjoy the waning day inside, with the cats and the windows all open.  They love it and I love it.  We agree.  This stretch has been a real boon, and a boost during the anxious post-election times.

So much lately my therapist is pointing out how hard I'm being on myself.  It feels inevitable lately.  Longer paragraph truncated here to this final size.

We're absolutely forbidden to work tomorrow, and we must use at least a tomorrow's worth of leave, and not make it up.  Longer paragraph truncated here too!

My plan for tomorrow, at this point, is to do laundry (masks, at least), partly to test whether the dryer is failing or trying to start a fire; to pay bills; and to touch up the now-pink cabinet doors for the sector of the kitchen I did 'em for.  All that'll be left after that, for those, is to reattach the hardware and put 'em back in place.  Some climbing is involved in that, and of course more than half the kitchen isn't dealt with that way yet, but it's something.

My knees have been killing me since I mulched on Saturday and Sunday.  Pain is hard.  But the leaves are chomped up.

It's twilight now.  Little chirpy sounds out there, and some distant rumbling that may be traffic, sound carrying funny.  Gonna wait to close up the windows until a little past when I probably should.

It's like (some) camp; or remembering junior high with the windows open in Bill Smith, my freshman year in college, after the high school with no opening windows; or somebody's grandmother's house.  Windows on all sides.  We didn't so much have windows open in my family of origin.  This is yet another way I depart from family traditions.

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oops, didn't post this yesterday

posting it now

Comments

[peteralway.livejournal.com]

I always thought seersucker was about a gullible person wh believed someone who claimed to be a psychic. Like a seer sucker.

It's cool that you have a special treehouse tree at Gallup park. Like I have the Omnom Tree, which has been taken over by other keepers.

Monica has some special trees and a special sign along a stretch of the Border-to-Border trail where she has left objects.

Enjoy life!

[fflo.livejournal.com]

I bet you've come across this in your local walkabouts--- am I right?

[peteralway.livejournal.com]

Is that at County Farm? It reminds me of one there that had some faerie door things set up a year or two back.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Sure is! On the supposedly no-dogs nature trail, coming back down toward the parking lot, on the more easterly path, from where it joins with the dogs-allowed parts closer to Washtenaw (and the traffic noise).

[peteralway.livejournal.com]

I was thinking on the more westerly path, going up from the parking lot, on the path just to the left of the "nature trails" sign, a ways up the path. Funny how people have such different favorite little places in the parks.

[peteralway.livejournal.com]

OK, I tried the more easterly side of the Britton Woods loop, and found the tree with the wee Buddha, I usually don't go that way, so I hadn't noticed it before.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Since down is harder on my knees, and that path doesn't have the one slightly greater slope section the other one over there has, I tend to use that way back to the lot during wanderings toward the north.

Sort of a shame how much the car sounds from Washtenaw come into play for a whole swath of that part.

[peteralway.livejournal.com]

The traffic noise is always worse once the leaves fall off the trees.

[zestfive.livejournal.com]

Sunday night was our last warm day and we stayed out until sun down. It was so lovely.