The fall equinox happened last week for this hemisphere. In the southern hemisphere, it heralded spring. Here, it does not quite feel like autumn yet. I checked to find out when the temperatures would drop and feel more fall like– a couple weeks to go.

Autumn means preparing for winter and there is quite a bit to do. I have to get the furnace checked and the filter changed, get the sweaters out and put away summer clothes, pull in the hoses from outside, turn off the outside spigets, pull in the outdoor furniture, etc. I want to plant bulbs in a swath of my yard because I don’t care for the grass, which I typically let grown. My house is in its own tiny bit of recovering Michigan woodland and I see far more benefit to letting a bit of wild happen than in trying to maintain a groomed landscape. Part of it is that I am lazy, part of it is that I like watching the birds, deer and other wildlife that meander through my property. My property also benefits from the decaying leaf matter that makes my soil fertile. I love the oranges and yellows from the sumac and maples before the grey of winter.

Autumn means cooking down the pumpkins from the garden to make pumpkin bread and pies, freeze pumpkin puree, and roast pumpkin seeds. It means the smell of cinnamon in the kitchen and warm applesauce. It means canning or freezing tomato sauce until I am tired of tomato sauce and beginning to calculate whether or not buying it pre-prepared isn’t the better option.

The kids and I have all started back to school This fall semester I am taking a C++ data structures class and a class about relational databases. The school clothes, backpacks and new lunch boxes are already no longer new.

Autumn means Halloween. Costumes, a bit of a suspension of the ordinary, magic in the streets as children wander from house to house treated to candy. My children’s trick or treat bags typically last until Easter when the Bunny brings more candy to get them through the second part of the year.

There is comfort in the cycles of the year.

September 19, 2015, lazy Saturday


September 19, 2015, lazy Saturday.

I am waiting to see if it is going to rain. I love the rain. I am listening right now to the Wailin’ Jennys’ “Storm Coming”.

And it is giving me a break from fall garden work, building a chicken coop, and painting fence panels for a dog run. Love the new puppy. Really.

I need to run to the store and buy some butter to make zucchini bread. I don’t know if the rest of the world experiences zucchini bread, but zucchini bread is the only way to deal with this vegetable at this time of year. If you are from the US Midwest, you know what I am talking about.

I have been transferring music from recently purchased cd’s into iTunes so I can burn some sampler cd’s to share the news about some great musicians and groups I heard last week at the Wheatland Music Festival. Groups like the California Feetwarmers, Lindsay Lou and the Flatbellys, and Balsam Range. Great musicians like Jerron “Blind Boy” Paxton.

I still need to practice fiddle (working on “Oh Susanna” and “Big Rock Candy Mountain”), configure a new router, download a database and do homework, and watch Dr. Who later.

Lazy Saturday. Best kind.