Truly Autumn….
A good Sunday – - – The Vikings won and the Bears won. DH and I will be able to talk to each other for another week. They meet each other much later in the season, so that’s delayed frustration. 
Often it is cool and foggy in the mornings now when I drive to school. The trees and shrubs are covered in a soft gauzy grayness, and it fades almost invisibly into the distance in layers of blurred mist over the rounded shapes of the trees. Thankfully the deer stay in their little homes in the woods because I would not see them if the fog was any thicker. It’s gone by noon though, when the sunlight makes it disappear.
Had our first exam last week – phew! Thank goodness I wasn’t the top of the heap. It’s bad enough to be the oldest, and often the quickest with a response or question. But I did ace it….I have my standards!! Met with an advisor last week. He tells me that all my collective college work and life experience and plain perseverance may result in some formal recognition of a sort. We shall see.
DD sent a lovely photo for my knitting records – this is the FLS, which I finally finished and sent off to her before she returned to Paris. She does like it, too.
A sunny day in Maine....sans wheelchair
Last night I went to a concert in town given by a Taiko performance troupe from the Twin Cities. The sound generated from these huge Japanese drums was thunderous. The precision of the muscular, chanting drummers, some Japanese and some non-Oriental, was stunning. Their black-clothed figures flashed in and out among the drums, their sticks maintaining the driving tempo without a break. I loved it – about as much as I enjoyed watching Stomp, some years ago.
Getting back to the white cable sweater I began last year before Lilly arrived. I will probably need it in a few months! Fire in the fireplace tonight….
Last night I wore for the first time the lacy scarf that DD crocheted for me when she visited in June. As I sat in my seat working on a sock before the concert, I realized that the lovely autumn rust color of the scarf is exactly the same as one of the colors in the variegated socks I was knitting! Tres formidable!
Learned earlier tonight that a dear friend, David R., passed away in California last month. Our friendship began more than 50 years ago in Chicago. We last met in LA a year ago when DH and I visited with him for an evening. We had planned to see the Chinese Terra Cotta Warriors at a nearby museum, but our train was so late that we missed the exhibit, which was in its last day. He was a kind, thoughtful man, intelligent and gentle. I will miss his deep analysis of films of the past 75 years – he was an expert.
I spent a few days last week in and out of clinic and emergency room, for personal attention to my lower leg. I’ve discovered that I can usually tell a long, boring story in 5 words or phrases – so here goes. Insect bite. Infection. Emergency room. Antibiotics in IV and Rx. Elevate leg for some days. Most annoying experience for me, because I hate to be even a bit immobilized. This is the second or third time for this particular non-event and hopefully it will be the last. Lucky for me Char the Good was here for a few days, to keep me on the meds as we dashed about a few towns with our knitting needles. And it’s time to think about Christmas knitting…………
The Maven Speaks….
Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal. - Hannah More