Enga mellom fjella

The evening unfolds in gentian...

...as flimsy as the wisps of silky clouds.

ME:

I'm not well emotionally. I go into details elsewhere.

Here?

Just say that life goes on on this beautiful autumn day. Warm, sunny and leaves changing. The maples across the river are red, the locusts still golden. Lovely time of year.

I need to spend the day inside taking care of unattended chores.

If I do what needs to be done I may have better news tomorrow. Don't hold your breath.

In the snews:

We're looking forward to our first case of Ebola here as our hospital is one of four in the country capable of handling diseases of this sort. Dallas was not.

Marriage comes to Idaho and Alaska but not yet to Montana. Soon.

Politics... people still think that everything revolves around money or fear. Money... as in... never got enough so let's let the wealthy hoard it all... Fear... as in... we must be fearful of everything or we have nothing to complain about.

Enter Ebola and Marriage...

Yes, Ebola is serious; the Plague was serious. However, guns and automobiles kill thousands every year. Influenza has the potential to kill thousands this winter. Don't get me started on poverty!

And Marriage? That's serious too. But denying people civil recognition of their relationship doesn't make the U.S. a more moral nation. Huckabee of Arkansas take note.

My fears? Personal. Those that trigger my traumas are brutal. Neither Ebola nor your marital status frighten me.

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