rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


This would be a pleasant night for watching the peak of the Orionid meteor shower if not for the moon being only a couple of days past full. The lunar brightness will surely spoil the view once the moon has risen, and it will be rising fairly early. I must remember to go out and take a look anyway, just in case a bright fireball comes by. The Orionids are more apt to produce fireballs than most meteor showers, though they are still rare. But maybe I'll get lucky.

The evening is cooling rapidly, though the day was surprisingly warm. I had the windows open until I went shopping, and the house is up to almost seventy degrees, so the furnace probably won't come on until after midnight. When I woke up today I was sneezing so much that I thought I might be coming down with a cold, but I haven't sneezed since, so it was probably just a seasonal allergy of some sort. It wouldn't have been the worst time to get a cold, though, as the weather will be mild until at lest the end of the week. It is turning out to be a very mild October. I might even have to start irrigating the plants again, so no rain is in sight.

From the color of the sky after sunset I can tell that an autumn haze has developed, so the meteors will have that to contend with as well as the moonlight. The haze is unlikely to lift in the hour before the moon clears the mountains, so if I'm going to see any meteors tonight they will have to be pretty intense. I think I'll wait dinner until the moon has risen. I've got some frozen spinach and ricotta cannelloni, so cooking will be a minimal chore. There is fresh romaine and tomatoes for a salad, and some broccoli crowns and a couple of heels of bread for garlic toast. I wish I'd remembered to buy some Parmesan cheese. To me it just isn't fully Italian until the stinky cheese goes on it.

Sunday Verse

Echo Room

by John Burnside

All night, the long-eared bats
flicker from tree to tree
through the scent of rain;

The luckiest survive for fifteen years,
quick, in the swim of the air
or skimming the earth

Where cats from the village
pluck them entire from the darkness.

To the Ancient Chinese
they meant luck;
to the Flemish, affection;

But here, what they most resemble
is desire:

All skitter and echo,
gathering, then forgetting.


  • Reset Forty-Eight, Day Thirty-One

    Sunday became another day I didn't feel like cooking or eating an actual meal, so I snacked on chips in the afternoon, and later I microwaved a…

  • Reset Forty-Eight, Day Thirty

    Saturday I plagued myself with a large dinner, and it was done earlier than I'd expected, and was not as good as I'd hoped, but I still overate and…

  • Reset Forty-Eight, Day Thirty-Nine

    There was some napping Friday, and some being awake, but I recall little of either. Most likely I didn't pay attention while awake, preferring to…

  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.