Rain, at last.

It rained hard and long yesterday - the first rain after weeks of none - which has been wonderful in one way in that it has provided a stretch of beautiful, mild fall weather, but it has also led to draught, which has caused the level of water in our spring to go down, which has been a concern. It has not been low enough to turn off the pump and haul water, as we have had to do in some past years, but low enough to conserve water = i.e., use dish water to flush the toilet, not flush with fresh water unless absolutely necessary, use as little water as possible in washing dishes, wash clothes less often and make at least occasional use of the laundromat, take fewer showers, etc. THat has paid off - the level has not only not gone down, it actually was up a bit when we last checked it. I say,"we" checked it - John checked it for us on Tuesday. John and Cynthia stayed with me while Ellen hade a 3-day trip to Swarthmore, Sunday-Tuesday. Ellen was visiting Sarah, Harry and Wallace, her dear friends there near Swarthmore. She dropped me at the Guilford Church Sunday morning and went on her way, I attended church, but did not stay for the Annual Meeting of the church afterward. John came and picked me up at about 11:15am and brought me home. I also gave up going to the Windham-Union Association meeting in Ludlow, VT Sunday afternoon because the church building in Ludlow sounded a bit demanding in terms of getting to various levels. I haven't had a lot of energy lately, and that sounded like too much. I was sorry to miss the meeting, because it sounded interesting and I am a strong supporter of the Association. But I need to pay attention to my energy level because if I get too tired, I could easily fall. One thing in a day is usually enough - in this case, going to church. Thursday, however, I had three things: I had my retired clergy gathering to discuss a book on "aging" in the morning - we have moved on to Aging with Wisdom and Grace by Wilkie Au, after spending six sessions or so on Joan Chittister's The Gift of Years. In the afternoon I had a foot care appt. at 4:30pm, and then a Hallowell rehearsal at 6:15. That could have pretty well done me in. None of those things are strenuous, but they all involved getting in and out of places. Fortunately legs held up. While John and Cynthia were here, Cynthia put together a slide show of pictures she has taken up at the top of Black Mountain behind the house. I can't hike up there any more, so that was wonderful to see. It is a beautiful, magical place. Time has made a change in it since my last trip up there, several years ago. I don't have her photos on my computer, but maybe she can send me some. LATER; It is Friday noon, and about ten people from GCC are here to stack wood. As I said above, it rained hard yesterday-which was great for the spring, but now it is partly cloudy, which is perfect for stacking wood. Yay! Ellen got a photo. Pictures later - I'll publish without photos for now.

Two views on Black Mountain from the Nature Conservancy website.

Here is a picture of some woodstackers!

Update

I've been wondering why I feel so tired, but looking back, I see that we have done a lot. The fifth of November was election day of course. We voted last week, so we didn't go to the polls Tuesday, but I had an appointment with my neurologist, Dr. Green, at 2pm, and after that we went to the GCC Lectionary session at 3pm, stayed for an election day service at 5pm led by Andy Davis, then on to River Singers at 6:30pm, after which we went to John and Cynthia's home to watch/listen to election returns. That was a full day! We went home very late, and listened to the radio, and it was on all night. I got very little sleep that night. I was awake when AP awarded North Carolina to Trump. For me, that was the big red flag - something was happening that we were not expecting, certainly not wanting. Wednesday I was wiped out, but Wed. evening we had our course from Swarthmore college on Toni Morrison (on Zoom)so I'm sure we spent much of the day listening to Toni Morrison reading from her novel, Song of Solomon, Part One. Very engaging book and course! Thursday I went to the Dummerston Church for a session with my retired clergy group. We finished up our reading of Joan Chittister's book on The Gift of Years. Those three days were full without much sleep - no wonder I'm tired! It didn't slow down - Friday we went to Shelburne Falls, MA for a concert of Greenfield Community College Choir (which Brendon sings in) at Trinity UCC Church (a pleasant concert); Saturday is sort of a blur, but Sunday was church at Guilford, and we hung out until Margie Serkin's 65th birthday party at her home at 1pm. The theme was "Old Fashioned" and I took two old photo albums, one of our house being built, the second of a vacation trip to the Fex Valley in Switzerland which Margie's mother, Irene, helped make possible and where Margie had gone as a child. She was thrilled to see these pictures. After Margie's party we took a scenic ride home which included a stop at the Guilford Center Cemetery - site of the original Guilford Meeting House. Sunday evening we were at home. Monday, we were in a small group that sang for Betty Putnam at her home in Guilford, and Tuesday we had Lectionary gathering at 3pm, and River Singers at 6:30. Somewhere in there I made a trip to Planet Fitness and did a little time on the bike. So - I'm not sitting around twiddling my thumbs!

Trinity, UCC Church, Shelburne Falls, MA - before the concert.

Brendon in the concert.

Part of the choir Sunday at GCC.

Margie Serkin and her birthday cake (made by Ellen).

The Guilford Center Cemetery.

The Openness of late fall

We drove to Grandma Miller's bakery yesterday and got our usual order of Morning Glory muffins and chocolate eclairs. The drive was lovely but very different from recent weeks. The foliage season is over, as these photos, taken from the moving car, make clear.

The leaves are gone! ********* But I love this season, the openness, the lovely, fragile, lavender tint that covers everything. This little excursion followed my last physical therapy appointment, for now at least. Sort of a gift to myself for a job well done. My assessment showed gains in strength and balance. Now it's up to me to continue the daily exercises.