I'm listening to tonight's song while I wait for the words to start flowing. It's an agonizingly slow song, that seems to take forever to develop. How apropos. I have no energy and no strength today. I stayed in bed, sleeping heavily, until well into the afternoon. I checked, and I have no fever, and only a few signs of the intestinal illness that has been laying me low for a month. I don't know whether it's a relapse or a stray virus. It's just enough to make me move slowly for a few days (so far), and it makes me feel like such a failure that I'm not springing up to action already. Last time this nastiness took four months to clear, so I'm trying to be patient. I'm already seeing how it is playing with my head, just like it did last year. I am cranky and paranoid, and I can't think straight. I've been doing a lot of ruminating on the origin of the phrase "gut feeling," and deciding that it really does make a difference in how well your entire system works, when your gut bacteria are out of balance. Perhaps one day I'll stumble across the right medical journal paper that explains how it affects the brain so thoroughly. It's probably out there, or will be one day soon.
We've had a lot of rain blowing in off the sea today. Lying in bed, closer to the roof, I was serenaded by the sound of heavy bands of precipitation soaking my street. By the time I left the house this evening, the air was still wet but rain-cooled. It might even get cool enough to open a window tonight. Wouldn't that be welcome?
The signs of autumn keep showing up. I stopped by the grocery store and found two big piles of pumpkins already up for sale. I didn't get any yet, but I did get a lovely little speckled acorn squash and some figs to braise alongside a chuck roast. I only caught the very end of the television chef tasting this combination, so I need to poke around online to see what would round out this recipe. I also found a collection of fireplace options. This is the deep south, y'all. Why would you think we need to light fires already? If we're lucky it might be cool enough by November for this stuff. And are those "light 'n go bonfire" logs molded and pressed? It looks neat, but what exactly is in that? I think I like our Bonfires better.
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