another sunday at the old place. i didn't feel much like it, i thought of swimming, but once we got there it felt alright, like a good thing to be doing on sunday, on the autumn equinox, and with calm diligence and forbearance we may be done in time to go to the dunes on the winter solstice. the crows got uppity with a hawk next door but hawk just shrugged its shoulders and ducked. i'm letting many things go and feeling lighter with a slight hue of melancholy as may accompany any significant transition. thanks again to earth angel renate.