Enga mellom fjella

Busy. "Companion"

I won't be visiting Blogville as much for the coming week. There is too much to do before my trip. I'll check e-mails of course and probably blog; but, don't expect a daily entry!

ME:

Skipping a meeting this morning as there is no sense telling folks what they cannot hear.

Did some cleaning, but yesterday was spent finishing off Anne Dillard and writing; even watched parts of two movies.

How do you tell someone that peeing in the bathtub where I take baths is NOT okay? I was blunt.
Washed out shirts and underwear. I have two maroon shirts cleaned and ready to pack for Montana.

Wrote a lot in my journal while lounging in the attic. I'm almost up to page 1,400.

Hmmm. My sister on a swing:



I'll be there again next week. Odd how us old folks like to do what we did as youth. I get on a swing now and again too. (I just don't go as high and I hold on tighter. )

Companion

Death now rides beside me,
silent as the Roman Ruins
when Spring had sprung forth Crocus.
And after Spring, young Summer rained
and after Summer, Autumn.
And when Fall stumbles into Winter's Slumber,
Death will ride beside me.
Through all my Nights and Days of Life,
Death will ride beside me.

© Kåre Enga 2007 [164.354c] 2007-11-12

IMAGE:

Blue bachelor buttons in bloom from our long mild autumn weather!

Kansas: 48 sunny degrees. (Yesterday was dark grey)

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