Good Yontif Fellow Travelers: (Please note- the blog will not be available this week on my website , as we are moving to another domain host (Whatever that is). Once the transfer is established, I will post this on the website retroactively…so for now…this is it)
“It is the greatest manifestation of power to be calm” Swami Vivekananda
Calm- schmalm….where is the rain? Every day it starts out looking like rain and by noon it is 75 and sunny…blah, blah, blah…the POND continues to look like the Grand Canyon. We had a few days where we had highs in the mid-60s, which seemed like the true Fall arrival, but then back up to the temps that have created record highs here every day for a month. Global warming-schmobal warming…
Despite the warmth- the subtle changes are abounding. See the very unusual early morning mist and the fine late afternoon fall light. See the leaves turning rust and gold at every bend in the road. Feel the brisk night air as the harvest moon rises. But, I digress……..
This week was Jennifer’s’ birthday week- a big one, not in years, but as her first brunette birthday. We celebrated with a dinner on the town, at the fabulous Roots in Rutland and then to the very cool Paramount theater to see the everlasting Robert Cray band…a man who has not aged an iota in 35 years .Max and Tess very thoughtfully got Jenn an inversion table, so she could hang upside down while picking organic vegetables….which arrived in a massive box in front of our door several days early. I rushed out to cover up the box as it had its content labeled everywhere and then had to ask her to help me schlep it in. All good- until a second box arrived the next day (Amazon must like Jenn-they sent her two) and had to repeat the whole adventure…running out of big enough sheets….We celebrated her birthday when I got home from traveling on Thursday night. She loved her gifts but would not agree to keep the Donald bobble head I had gleefully gotten her (“get that out of my house”)..so I guess I have to find a Bernie one.
My overnight trip to DC was quite an adventure. To get there I drove 2 ½ hours to Hartford, ,flew to Baltimore, took a train to DC, and walked a mile and half with my luggage (in 95 degree swelter) to my hotel…then repeated it backward the next day. Left DC in heat of 94-arrived back in mountains at night to 42…apparently global warming misses us at night.
Got out for a hike on the Appalachian trail this week with Lucy- quite the serene place …and then hit the Chester autumn fest on Saturday, where we found the beer garden away from the leaf people, and Lucy found Ms. Indy to romp with.
Just said bon voyage to our guests from the south of France. Toe-mah and Ludie (maybe not their real names) who were delightful. She is a “chiropractie”- but we could not convince her to fix us up. They said the stay was plus-perfect (got to hear the pronunciation to appreciate that). Night before we had Gigi; a Jersey girl here to be a fanatic and run the annual Spartan race at Killington.
Now everyone is gone and Lucy and I are recovering. Trying to catch our fourth movie in 3 weeks this afternoon, if we get motivated to drive down to the Bellows Falls Opery house…only one hour drive to see a movie.
And, that’s all she wrote…for now
Au revoir, mes amis.
Monsieur Stuard
