fall mode.

if it were up to me,the new year would begin in early or mid
september. i return to things then. i return to
tasks and friendships left behind during the summer. i return
to a 'working mode' even if i work to keep work and play confused.
fall is time for putting the shorts away and pulling out
my sweaters, for enjoying wool socks, for having to sleep
on a schedule and indulging weekend sleepins. i bought
fresh winter squash today, the first i had seen at
Twedt's, the neighborhood farm. i love going to purchase
vegies, weighing them on the aged scale, perhaps picking up
some flowers and leaving the cash in an old coffee tin. it feels
timeless and wonderful.

i know farmers, real farmers who make
their living on the land. they work hard and i love talking
to them, asking them when they picked the corn and or peppers.
i like dirty hands, i like the smell of dirt. i like real
smells, musty smells, body smells. i don't like perfume.
i like to get dirty too and how wonderful a bath feels
when you really need it. i like working hard, lifting
heavy objects, even falling down sometimes. i like
knowing people who know how to make things.i like watching
the contractor put on the roof and jay wire the light fixtures.
i like the tangible, what i can hold and feel the weight of.
i like gravity and i like being free of gravity and flying.