Arrival

Sometimes the wind pleads for its presence
Shadows spread over the landscape
The trees quiver, windows stutter
The preparation:stacking of wood, dusting of sweaters
Gradual appearance of smile and laughter
A beginning of extended thought
Delightful affirmation of your coming
Deepening in redness like a sunset.

hotel’s little library

This past weekend Mrs. Abstract and I stayed in Union Inn Hotel built in 1880 in Volcano, Amador County,CA.

The hotel has a small well library. I found a wonderful book, Home, written by Beth Powing.

“ It was November, our first autumn in the farm. The ground was frozen, there were white crystals in the black ice on the end and the sun traveled low across the sky.

We went into the woods to cut next year’s firewood.”

Beth Powing, Home, Chronicle of a North Country Life

note: I’m sorry I’m slightly behind in my blog. I’m immersed in chess. I’m following the World Chess Championship in New York,N.Y between Magnus Carlsen, current world champion from Norway, who battles Sergei Karjakin, the challenger from Russia.