Tuesday, September 5, 2023

Nutty weather

Where we live, it looks very much like a mast year for acorns. The bur oak has been dropping nuts for a couple of weeks and the other oaks are now joining in, in abundance. The deck and driveway are covered with acorns. That should make many of the neighbors (non-human types) pleased.

With an outside temperature nearing 90℉ this afternoon, it felt strange to have the technician show up to check out our furnace for the upcoming heating season. Now we’re squared away unless we get a power outage like the one yesterday that was triggered by a fire near the power lines a few miles away. Several hours later, power was restored, but that revealed our phone line and internet connection were dead. Some holiday weekends end up being full of all the wrong kind of exciting!

what winter weather will woolly worm forewarn
what winter weather will woolly worm forewarn
Photo by J. Harrington

We are definitely looking forward to getting some rain tonight and tomorrow plus cooler temperatures for the foreseeable future. I’ve noticed a few ducks, woodies, I believe, flying over the neighborhood during the past few days. It will be fun watching the gradual assemblage of bigger flocks in anticipation of migration over the next few months. Teal and woodies will head south first. Now that it’s becoming more tolerable to hang around outside for more than a few minutes, I’ll spend time poking around and see who’s up to what. I especially want to see what the woolly worms have to say about the upcoming winter while the best of autumn is still ahead of us.


Blackberry Eating


I love to go out in late September
among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries
to eat blackberries for breakfast,
the stalks very prickly, a penalty
they earn for knowing the black art
of blackberry-making; and as I stand among them
lifting the stalks to my mouth, the ripest berries
fall almost unbidden to my tongue,
as words sometimes do, certain peculiar words
like strengths or squinched,
many-lettered, one-syllabled lumps,
which I squeeze, squinch open, and splurge well
in the silent, startled, icy, black language
of blackberry-eating in late September.



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