rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


This afternoon I got a ride to Safeway and bought a few things I don't really need but which will be nice to have on hand. These include a 12-pack of Blue Moon, two cartons of ice cream, and three candy bars. More practical are the loaf of French bread and the 32 ounce package of grated cheese. The refrigerator is quite stuffed with cheese now, and I'll have to start eating more of it. Some grilled cheese sandwiches might be on the menu this week.

It has turned fairly windy tonight, after a merely breezy afternoon, and although more heat lies ahead, for now it is feeling rather autumnal out. Most likely a dose of melancholy is due, but it might get short circuited by a thunderstorm or two. There might be one tonight, or tomorrow morning, or maybe even on Wednesday. But there will definitely be some temperature whiplash, with hotter days and cooler days and much cooler nights. This time of year gets weird, since summer never wants to go quietly around here.

My energy is still low, and I doubt I'll be doing much of anything for the next few days, aside from enjoying the cooler ones. Tomorrow is supposed to get up only to 74. Tomorrow night is supposed to get all the way down to 54. A twenty degree diurnal range can be startling, but it's about to get even more extreme, with a few days nearing a 30-degree range. Ah, California. Maybe such extravagance can do something to wake my up. I won't hold my breath, though.

Sunday Verse

Autumn Day

by Rainer Maria Rilke

Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.

Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine;
grant them a few more warm transparent days,
urge them on to fulfillment then, and press
the final sweetness into the heavy wine.

Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,
and wander along the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.


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