Friday, September 04, 2015

Flickering

When I got home, D tells me we had a guy from the city stop by to trim the tree. I'd put in a request early in the spring. They came to look at it, and told us there wasn't any need. I mentioned that it got shaggy and droopy once the leaves came out, so they said they'd look back later in the summer.

Apparently they did, and agreed that it could use some attention. This does mean the verge will get more sun, maybe better growth next spring.



Everything looking dry and shabby this time of year. Still, not all weedy like last year. Small progressions, awkward phases, eventual garden. The tall grass, erianthus ravennae, is gorgeous.

Short schedule today, so when I got home, we went out to walk in the wind. There is a lovely hint of fall amid rather harsh sun, a sweet note beneath the fingernails-on-chalkboard roar.

Haze
87°F
31°C
Humidity 15%
Wind Speed S 29 G 40 MPH
Barometer 29.78 in
Dewpoint 34°F (1°C)
Visibility 6.00 mi
Heat Index 83°F (28°C)
Last update 04 Sep 2:35 pm MDT

Happy that my strawberries are so happy they have a bloom.



Cats enjoying the autumnal sunbeam's reappearance. D sent me this one at work.



(I love the sightlines in this place.)



They are quite friends, now, I think.

P brought in a cake yesterday morning, rich and gooey, for her birthday today. "This is better than sex cake!" Our new scrub was very confused. "Is there such a thing? What is sex cake?" I was the only one who was clued in to her bafflement, "D, this is "Better-than-Sex" ...cake. I enunciated and paused clearly, and she got it. Poor dear, she is a Californian, new to this state, and it's very weird culture. She's in a near-panic about dealing with a winter for the first time ever. We are not helping, really. We are trying, but I think we are worrying her more. I'm going to get her some gloves and a scraper.




"What I am really saying is that you don't need to do anything, because if you see yourself in the correct way, you are all as much extraordinary phenomenon of nature as trees, clouds, the patterns in running water, the flickering of fire, the arrangement of the stars, and the form of a galaxy. You are all just like that, and there is nothing wrong with you at all."
- Alan Watts Still the Mind







6 comments:

the polish chick said...

it feels like our summer is gone, though i'm sure it'll return in small ways for another month or two.

what a beautiful quote - thank you.

Zhoen said...

pc
Summer definitely not gone here, but the grip is slipping a little. Change in the air, which is blowing rather hard.

Whiskey River again, which I should have linked to.

Fresca said...

Like trees, sometimes we need a little trimming or other tree-care.

If only we could talk with hyphens. :)

But the misunderstood version of the cake's name makes me laugh.
(We have that cake name here in MN too.)

Reminds me of a line in the movie "Eating", something like:
"Why can't I find a man who excites me as much as a buttery baked potato?"





gz said...

(O)

Phil Plasma said...

It's good that your sensitive to people immersed in culture shock, however minor. How one can be nervous about the winter is a little baffling, but then, I grew up with winter so it is a non-issue for me.

We'll be hiring an arborist to inspect and trim a few of the trees on our property. I'm personally of the mind that trees in their natural form are just fine, but wife things they'll present better if their 'brushed up' a little.

Zhoen said...

Phil,
I've gone through a number of episodes of culture shock, it's very confusing.

Urban trees do need a little tending to, to keep them healthy and out of the path of cars and pedestrians. Especially in areas with the potential for wildfires, they need to be trimmed away from houses.