October 30th, 2017


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Yesterday's worship message was brought by a Junior at the local Quaker college. I'd asked and was told she was going to talk about her leadings, so i set the tone by reading from the end of "Leading and being Led" by Paul Lakey and sharing the story of Mary Fisher visiting the Sultan of Turkey with the kids.

She spoke authentically about her struggle to trust the leadings and her faith, which was an echo of my message from the week before. I found myself with tears running down my face. I asked, and she knows a wonderful Quaker who does the same work she's feeling led to do, so all is well. I look forward to hearing about her in the future.

We had a potluck, in which all of the blackeyed peas i brought were eaten, so i had no leftovers. Hrm. Home where Christine was just sitting down to watch Shadowlands. I had a headache, and it was raining, so instead of sorting seeds i sat down with her. And watched the whole thing. And cried, heart aching at the love and loss as the CS Lewis character learns love and accepts the pain of loss. Oh, tears. Carrie sat on the couch with us, Greycie Loo and Luigi also took turns. It was a lovely warm way to spend a rainy Sunday afternoon, but yow, we were left wrung out.

I regret i can't find a place where someone has transcribed the full dialogue where Joy Gresham, CS Lewis' wife, takes on an academic's misogynistic comments. This fan summarizes the scene as follows:
Riley's dry, sarcastic comments make me laugh every time. He can't stand Joy, and she knows it and goes toe to toe with him in one of the funniest scenes in the film. "Do women have souls?" he wonders aloud at a party, in the plummiest of plummy accents, all innocent speculation and scarcely veiled malice. Joy raises an eyebrow and responds in her flat Yankee twang, "Are you trying to be offensive, or merely stupid?"

She prefaces that blunt question with a charmingly disarming preamble that allows the the bluntness to be far more barbed.

In the evening we watched "The Body in The Library" with Joan Hickson's portrayal of Miss Marple. As we went into the second episode, i knew i would be watching later than i would like, but i do like wrapping up the mystery. But no, not only am i totally baffled by whodunit (but i think i see the how, which implies at least one particular conspirator) -- it goes into a third episode. Argh! No! Fie!

I'd meant to take this morning off to go boating with Dad, but he was intimidated by the forecast of winds. Maybe we'll go Wednesday. The drifting off of leaves has not been with much color. A friend at Meeting alleged the trees are ashamed and are only dropping leaves at night. Not entirely true of my trees, where i can see leaves drifting down during a breeze, but it captures the lack of vigor in the colors. On the way home from Meeting, though, the wet leaves under the grey skies glowed. I don't know if the rain washed off dust and knocked down the dull leaves or if it was the wetness and quality of light -- it was a lovely drive home. I hope we can get out and capture mist rising off the lake and autumn color this week.


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Gorgeous day with very little wind. (Did i mention that i didn't go to the lake because of wind?) While i was talking to a colleague a hawk swooped by the window and briefly perched in the tulip poplar.

When i went out to pick greens for lunch, i added wild garlic greens, chickweed, and bitter cress to the pile. That wasn't hard at all, since i was already bent over to pick greens. Maybe i'll forage more. I do so like having fresh greens at lunch.

I also have been drinking my hibiscus, today with mint. That was a lovely tonic. The fresh hibiscus today -- a bowl of hibiscus pods wait for me to cut the seeds out and lay them out on the dehydration racks -- made a much more red drink than the dried hibiscus i had last week. Was it the presence of dried mint, absence of ginger, or will the red remain if i dry quickly in the dehydrator?

I wonder if i should use the dehydrator on mint, too.

Work has an edge to it today, but eating from the yard is a pleasure.

Yesterday we had a bit of a downer as we looked for a place to stay with Carrie at the beach. Rental places look reasonable and then there's linen fees, cleaning fees, pet fees, etc.

Another dog event of note, on Saturday's off-leash headache exercise, Carrie found two three limb bones still connected at the joint. It was disgusting, she rolled on it, gnawed on it.... Oh i hope it didn't make her sick. I just realized she threw up first thing this morning. Hrm.