golden hour of the clock of the year

                                and now it’s October the golden hour of the clock of the year. Everything that can run to fruit has already done so: round apples, oval plums, bottom-heavy pears, black walnuts and hickory nuts annealed in their shells, the woodchuck with his overcoat of fat. Flowers that were…

prediction

    The Farmer’s Almanac was his Bible   It was going to be a harsh winter              

back to boston

                    working off that Thanksgiving dinner coma  

making the bed

              “In November, the earth is growing quiet. It is making its bed, a winter bed for flowers and small creatures. The bed is white and silent, and much life can hide beneath its blankets.” ― Cynthia Rylant

river side bungalow

  “One chair for solitude, two for friendship, and three for society.” ~ Henry David Thoreau, Walden