Memories

OCTOBER’S PARTY by George Cooper

October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came –
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.”

The above verse of this poem was drummed into my head in third grade, or maybe fourth, by my teacher, and, for some reason, it has always stayed in my head.


There are many changes that occur in this time of year. Zush is no longer with me, my friend Kathy’s Mom has passed away, school has started up again and it’s the last semester for my nephew Gregory. Kasia is now almost 9 years old.

My father would always tell me how much he hated autumn. I always thought this was strange coming from a man whose birthday was smack dab in the middle of October. As 58 comes heading my way, I get it, Dad.There are no guarantees that the same trees will have leaves next year, or the same people will still be in our lives.It was Dad’s own bittersweet way of letting me know that nothing is forever, and the concept of death made him rather mellow. I am sure he is happy now with my Mom in heaven.

In the meanwhile, Kasia and I will help Jim rake our leaves down here.

Drawing to a Close

As September draws to a close, my time at physical therapy is also ending as of tomorrow.

It’s not that I am not appreciative of the exercises learned or of the pain endured to get my shoulder right again, but I’ll be sleeping a little later when it normally would have been a physical therapy day. Getting up that early brought flashbacks back to getting ready for work when we were in the city. I am hoping that I’d don’t need physical therapy again for a long while.

Kasia and I have been walking steadily more and more as the winds pick up and cold fronts come through. We are not getting any seasonal color change in the trees yet, but we walk to a point where I can brush her coat out and make way for her winter coat to come in.

I have shut some of the windows for the night.The only thing left is to find my autumn nightshirt for bed.

Good night!

The Beat Goes On

 I had a chance to enjoy 2 “days off”, which translates into two days without physical therapy. Getting up at 5:30 a.m. is rough, although I guess I need to acclimate my body back to an early start now that school is back. The end result? No physical therapy equals sleeping in. It was especially nice this morning while it rained.

Autumn is working its’ way to our Undisclosed location. It’s quiet during the week, roads are less congested, leaves are slowly starting to change color, and open window welcome a delightful breeze.

In short? It’s my kind of season. You knew that , right?

Breezing Along with the Breeze

I guess that if it is sometime in late October, one would assume that autumn is already here.

Down here it has been more like Indian summer then actual autumn.That was, until last night when the weather front came through. Gone is my uniform of T-shirt and shorts: long pants and hoodies have actually come out. I am not complaining actually because fall is my favorite season.

The girls were hanging with me outback on the deck this afternoon. I know Zush appreciates the change in temperature,as her coat is thicker than Kasia’s. As I post this blog entry the girls are with me in the bedroom all snuggly nice and warm with all the windows closed in the house.After all, there’s fresh air and then there is 3 blanket weather. 

Here’s hoping for a nice crisp autumn for us all!

Waiting for More Indian Summer

Not that I am a fan of summer, but I am so delighted by the lower temperatures, that I am waiting for the other shoe to drop. By that, I mean the return of Indian summer.

Our temperatures have dropped to a high of 72, and last night we actually got into the 50’s,which qualifies as great sleeping weather.Even though I was up for a few hours thanks to my current medication,well,when I went to back to bed,I had no trouble falling back to sleep.

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Normally we would be out getting our mums, but with my bum leg, I am hoping that we get out this or next weekend to catch up and buy flowers and pumpkins.There is something about autumn for me that just renews the spirits, even though technically everything is busy getting ready for the sleep of winter.I seem to thrive when I get to put on longer capris and jeans and even with a sweater!

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The pups will be getting out more so they’ll be happy, too, because cooler weather is great walking weather, especially for Zush.

It can’t come quick enough.

Twilight at the Homestead

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As you can see by the sun coming through the window behind Nurse Zush, I took this picture in the beginning of the afternoon.I did everything a little later today, due to the fact that my medication screws up my sleep.I did the wash today in early afternoon, not really comprehending at an 85 degree day,that it is now autumn,and although I know the days are getting shorter, I didn’t realize how badly I misjudged the sun on my clothes line.

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Nurse Kasia is, as usual, guarding her window to keep anyone away from the house. I laugh because our last home had a knocker on the front door, and we didn’t need a doorbell because of Kasia. Now we are in a home with a doorbell, which people don’t have to use because Kasia still does her job.

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So as the sun sets over the bay,we are still homebound and chomping at the bit. We catch the sunset from the front porch for now, with hope that we three will soon be sprung and can get down to the beach. It’ll still be there for us, and I am sure we’ll be happy to walk it again!

Still Summer

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I had just posted this above shot on Facebook and entitled it” Colors of September”.

I can hardly wait to get better so I can go and get my mums and get the outside of the house ready for the fall.It still is supposed to be warm this week and probably I won’t get the mums for a few weeks, but it’s that time of year.I have been following friends who post on Facebook and it is great to see people like me who love autumn, or as I call it “sweater weather.”I haven’t had much coffee since I haven’t been well, but I am looking forward to that first cup of pumpkin coffee.Yes, I admit it; I am one of those pumpkin people.I already made my first loaf of pumpkin bread.

Can’t wait.
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