Being an author is like being in charge of your own personal insane asylum.

- Graycie Harmon

Monday, September 12, 2011

The Cycle Starts Anew

And so it is that another summer has flown away. I know that technically, the summer doesn't end for another fortnight, but up past the 49th parallel, the days have cooled and the leaves have already started to turn. The geese sound their melancholic farewells as they fly overhead, seeking warmer climes.

I find this time of year strangely invigorating. Autumn is by far my favourite season (not least of all because Hallowe'en falls at the tail-end of this season). This weekend, I celebrated Autumn in style - by beginning everything again.

I attended my first Lion Dance practice in a couple of months. My injuries and general disposition preventing me from attending. The same can be said of my Martial Arts training. With the exception of my Equestrian Martial Arts, I did not attend much of the summer session of training. I was finding coping with that many people to be terribly taxing, and my injured feet were really hurting... I just couldn't do it.

Now, I feel rested, my feet are better... mostly... and I'm prepared to face the world again.

Also, in celebration of the season, and of starting afresh, I signed up for violin lessons. They were to start last Friday, but the teacher had to go out of town, so my first lesson will be this Friday instead. I am eager to get started. I've always wanted to learn to play the violin.

Saturday saw me recommencing reading - something I tend not to do when I'm buried in a project. Now that I have started again, I wonder why I ever stopped! I do so love reading! I am currently on the last few chapters of The Portrait of Dorian Gray. I will have a review of that up soon. With my room thoroughly cleaned, and the rest of the house tidy, I had nothing else to do but read. It was such a wonderful feeling to be able to read guilt-free!

Sunday saw me on my hike. The trail K.R. and I took this time was spectacular! There were some gorgeous brooks with little waterfalls. It was so beautiful and peaceful. This trail has, thus far, been my favourite. I will certainly walk it again at the first opportunity. Just lovely.

There will be pictures of it up on my facebook page as soon as I sort them out. K.R. leant me the use of her camera, and I took full advantage of it. I'm sure she's sick to death of pictures of brooks and waterfalls, but whatever! They're my favourite things in nature. That, and odd shaped natural formations.

Right, I have 3 000 words to write today, and I'm terribly behind. I hope you all had a lovely weekend.


Producing fruit or corn. From Latin fruges, fruits, and fero, to bear.
- Rev. John Boag's Imperial Lexicon of the English Language, c. 1850

Fructiferous. From Latin frugifer, frux, frugis, and voro, to eat.
- John Ridpath's Home Reference Library, 1898

Frugiverous, that [which] devoureth fruit, corn, &c. From Latin.
- Nathaniel Bailey's Etymological English Dictionary, 1749

Happy Monday everyone!


KuietKelticGirl said...

Nawh, I didn't mind all the pictures of babbling brooks and streams, mossy dead wood, waterfalls, trees and neat little formations (which I still like to think little people live in!). I grew up by a forest so it feels homey to me.
My favourite still was the second trail we hiked, as my favourite thing is the majestic landscape views. But this one was definitely a close second!
I guess we are simply going to have to keep hiking and find a trail that satisfies both of us.

S.M. Carrière said...

Sounds like a plan!