BlackPearl of Leave
Nov. 3rd, 2025 07:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI guess it's time to say it, as I do every year: Ai! Laurie lantar lassi surinen! Ah! Like gold fall the leaves in the wind! Yes, it's happening now. The wind is rising, and the leaves are falling like a rain of gold. The quality of the light is astonishing. Every year I'm grateful for having been granted another autumn, but I don't think I'm looking forward to the winter that inevitably follows. I'm sure it will have its own moments of beauty, but mostly I just hope for the strength to make it through.
I had to get up extra early this morning so I could talk to Queenie early, before Dragonfly arrived for a scheduled visit at 10. This is the first week of Dragonfly's retirement, and she is looking around with slightly bemused eyes at the wonders of time without pressure. I planned to take her out to lunch in honor of the occasion, and she chose the restaurant on the lake, where the views are beautiful. We could have had anything, but we chose the same old favorites--fish tacos for her, angel hair pasta for me--and laughed at ourselves.
I came home very tired, and told the Sparrowhawk that now I was all done talking and just wanted to lurk. However, I then took up a task that had been put off due to my other distractions, and put in an hour or two on a very annoying job--editing a document. It is still really hard for me to focus after a certain point. And it gets dark so early! It feels like the middle of the night already!
I had to get up extra early this morning so I could talk to Queenie early, before Dragonfly arrived for a scheduled visit at 10. This is the first week of Dragonfly's retirement, and she is looking around with slightly bemused eyes at the wonders of time without pressure. I planned to take her out to lunch in honor of the occasion, and she chose the restaurant on the lake, where the views are beautiful. We could have had anything, but we chose the same old favorites--fish tacos for her, angel hair pasta for me--and laughed at ourselves.
I came home very tired, and told the Sparrowhawk that now I was all done talking and just wanted to lurk. However, I then took up a task that had been put off due to my other distractions, and put in an hour or two on a very annoying job--editing a document. It is still really hard for me to focus after a certain point. And it gets dark so early! It feels like the middle of the night already!
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Date: 2025-11-04 02:00 pm (UTC)