My apologies, gentle readers, for the long silences on this blog recently. It seems I have been hoisted on my own petard: finishing vol. 1 of the silence book has plunged me into silence. In addition, the stress of all the years of working on it has now caught up with me and I find I am quite exhausted.
To add to the fun, I have just had a cataract operation. I'm only a few days post-op and the eye hasn't settled down yet, so writing is difficult due to the now radical difference in the way the two eyes see: it is like having a sparkling clean window on one side, and one covered with nicotine scum on the other. I hadn't realised that the cataract was blocking almost all the blue spectrum. The return of blue light has enhanced a sense wonder as I look out on a world newly made. Now I can't wait to get the other eye done, not only for return of the light but also because the two ways of seeing fight against each other and make me feel a bit seasick!
Otherwise, life proceeds as normal. Autumn is here and so are the orb-weaving spiders. We have two magnificent webs by the front door, strung between the brick wall of the next-door house, and the hedge, and the garden is full of webs, too. The pumpkins are safely gathered in as frost has threatened a couple of nights during the past week. The days are warm, though, with slanting gold light that filters through the fog in the morning and gently bathes the landscape in the afternoon. Seasons of mist and mellow fruitfulness...
Autumnal blessings on you all... And thank you for your patience.