DISJOINTED OBSERVATIONS

I was going to call it Discombobulated Observations, but didn't want you to waste time having to Google it (*smile*).

I'm disjointed.
Come to think of it, I'm also disorganized, disoriented, disconnected, and possibly disqualified - - but that's beside the point.

We're already way into November and the time is going too quickly. I can't keep up. Chronologically speaking. 

Does anyone HATE Daylight Saving Time as much as I do? It's an absolutely useless burden inflicted upon us by sadistic bureaucrats. I only turned one of my clocks back an hour. To hell with the rest of them.

The weather is still  delightfully mild and unseasonably warm. The cats love going outside....and every time I go outside I'm chased by aggressive wasps. I'm irresistible. I thought I had a horrible head cold these past few days, but after careful consideration and observation I've decided that it's an allergy from the weeds - which are now somewhere around 40 feet tall.

I somehow pulled a muscle in my right shoulder and can hardly lift my arm. I don't know how the hell I did it, since my sedentary lifestyle is legendary. Perhaps I was waving too vigorously at the drivers in the passing logging trucks.
I just threw that in to alarm you.

Speaking of "passing", I was outside early this evening (or yesterday evening) taking some photos of the moon (I kid you not) when a firetruck screeched by with blaring sirens. It's very rare for anything to screech by in this isolated area (except logging trucks, of course).

Anyway, the siren scared a huge white owl, that swooped out of a nearby tree. 
I hear owls hooting every night but this was the first time I saw one.

Here's the moon, as it appeared over the forest last night.

 My front porch yesterday afternoon. I painted it last year and it already looks like it needs another coat. I love the long shadows this time of year.

 Bosco basking in the sunshine yesterday afternoon.

The autumn foliage still looks beautiful, thanks to the calm, mild weather. I'm savoring it while it lasts.

 View from the back porch yesterday evening

FAREWELL, OCTOBER

my latest video

October is gone, even more quickly than I can remember it. With the end of my favorite month comes a deep depression, a debilitating melancholy, a sinking of my soul. What's left to look forward to? A long, bleak winter and the inevitable prospect of turning a year older.

Sagittarius waits in the dreary December shadows, poised, ready to strike again - the Archer taking direct aim at my heart....

Don't mind me. I'm thinking out loud, and my inner thoughts reek with disturbing complexities that I seldom display to unsuspecting strangers. It will be our secret.

Halloween was very quiet, uneventful yet strangely satisfying. Slightly overcast, hazy, unseasonably warm and mild. Despite my bad back and better judgement, I went for a brief afternoon walk in the woods - slipping and sliding over moss and nestling dampness.

I rescued the little lone pumpkin that was growing in the weedy shadows of my front yard.

 
I let the cats out for a joyous romp in the leaves. Scratch is getting along wonderfully with Scruffy and Bosco - - which is out of character for her. It must be due to the magic spell of autumn.

Bosco and Scratch

Halloween night was moonless, appropriately spooky. The sightless forest echoed with distant howls of wild dogs and coyotes. Long after midnight I heard a commotion on the back porch. It was the resident 'possum exploring an old ladder. I snapped a photo from the kitchen window.
He seemed especially interested in a shovel.

I took lots of photos of my "back yard" this past month. Rather than plastering them all over my blog, I decided to make a quick video (above). It's not very long, so it shouldn't be too painful to watch.

The music I used is The Long March by Greek composer Vangelis. I love it - it's me - it reflects my soul.  

Video is best viewed full screen.
Here's the YouTube link:

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJLHDzeNBR4