Monday, November 19, 2012
Look, it is autumn here on the edge, and look, it did not rain yesterday. So Mr. Signs took this photograph as evidence, and because he has an iPhone and I don't. The only reason I want an iPhone is for the photograph-taking. This path is near a biodynamic farm with a hut that serves up pies, pastries, coffee and soup, even on a Sunday. We had onion soup with hunks of bread and bought greens and salad from the vegetable stall. I had an apple from one of the crates harvested from the orchards. The rest will be pressed and made into juice which we will be able to buy (at some cost) from the farm shop. We spent time communing with the pigs. A particularly good-looking one came and eyeballed me. One day he might be in a sausage I cook in my frying pan. It is for this kind of reason that I tried to be a vegetarian and would have continued if it hadn't become obvious that doing so was making my precarious health worse.
We have been talking about the difficulties involved in continuing to live in Signs Cottage, and where we should live when the time comes to sell it. To find the right place it would be easiest to move somewhere else. I carry the forest as part of my inner landscape. I don't need to be near it to do that. But I would still be homesick.