Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Day of Few Words
These little spiders in the bathtub were only the tip of the iceberg. Bruce was at the bookstore on Monday, and a housework day was definitely overdue. But I have a dog, and dogs need outdoor exercise, and the sun was shining, so Sarah and I really had to head to the woods before anything else got in the way.
How green it still is, the forest canopy,
and on the forest floor, how many enticing miniature landscapes there are to explore, while back out in the open edge between woods and field--
a ladybug investigates the autumn-dry Queen Anne's-lace,
a deer has dropped a partially nibbled ear of field corn, after bringing it quite some distance,
and a rough Petoskey stone, far from the smoothing action of the waves, is a reminder that this entire peninsula was once lake bottom. It's also an answer to the question, "Where's the best place to find Petoskey stones?"
But no more today. Publicity and reports to write, book reviews to polish, i.e., beware of wordier postings later in the week!