October 1, 2025
Welcome October, fall is here, the temperatures are perfect.  We need rain, but it really is my favorite season.  This guy, here, is awfully handsome, a little noisy, but I think I love him.


I love Wednesdays.  I can't believe another one has come and gone and that this week went so damn fast.  Time really is my biggest confusion. 

Geoff and Marcie are home in Colorado, Denise has her house to herself for a bit, I go back to work in tomorrow afternoon.   And we go around again, what are we going around in a week?   lol


Moon rose this afternoon, wish I had a bigger lens tonight.  It is gorgeous.  We are 5 days away from the full and there are different fun things happening in the skies over the next few days.  The government has shut down and a double hurricane is giving special wind to migratory birds and allowing them to soar faster than normal on their flight south.   There is some connection to be drawn.  
The rookery was great at 5 today.  A small hawk flew over it and in front of the rising moon as I was on the phone with a long time ago friend/acquaintance.   He was the headmaster at Woolman Hill School the first year Margi was there as a student.  My mother had a kind of crush on him.  She appreciated his values towards those teenagers and his ideas about education as doing.   Not to mention the fact that he was very handsome. My father had died 5 months before Margie went to school there.  It was Mom's first year of being a single parent.  


Anyway we were talking about finding him a place to do a reading of his new book and this small silent bird flew across my site right under the moon through these amber and orange colors.


Came up over a little hill and there were 22 turkeys in the middle of the road.  I stopped to let them cross into the pasture.   This is the only photo that's in focus.  They are all grown up, you can't tell what generation any of them belong to.  



And the beaver pond was just at that perfect time of light where the reflections are so brilliant in the water.  I didn't see any birds there, but the light was great. 


I turned up Old Albany to see if the moon was more photogenic up there and what I got instead were roosters and hens.   These two are probably making beautiful babies that we are eating as great omelets.  Oh well.


So I took myself out for a healthy dinner and had a nice quiet meal as the sunset all around.  If I had another lens I would go back out and try to capture some of the activity happening all those millions of miles away.





 

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