Quiet Womb Time (Day 1 of 4) ...

As the title above suggests, I have spent most of the day up here, tending the fields as it were. I didn't get as much done empirically as I would have liked, but I did plant seeds, set intentions, so that the next three days would yield more concrete results. (As if poetry bows to my desire for results ... )

E and I did step out for about an hour as the sun was setting, driving to a few places around town to see the colours. We are fortunate to have so many lakes / slightly hidden scenic places so close to home.

I've been really good with regards to missing The Muse, who for one reason or another (I can think of three off the top of my head) has disappeared from my life. But on the drive home, there was a certain quality of light that sent my longing / melancholy meter through the roof. Damn it, I wish I could talk to her.

And with that cheery thought, a bit of reading, before I melt into the couch. Good night.