points out that today is Bilbo’s Birthday and Frodo’s Birthday! Hooray! I’ll pass on those seed cakes (too many relatives with those painful pockets in their intestinal tracts who have problems with seeds and nuts, and they sound kind of dry, too), but let’s have a sniff of that cider.
Also birthdaying today are , , and . I don’t mean to belabor the point, but this weekend some people will celebrate the birth of the world. I’ve always had a feeling of renewal around this time, but that is related to the start of the school year (even though I’ve been out of school for years). The air starts to feel cooler and crisp, and everyone breaks out a new wardrobe.
Last night when I put a couple of sacks of clothing out for the charity society to pick up early this morning, there was fog or mist sitting in the treetops. It was almost on the ground. I thought for a moment that the electricity must be off across the street because I couldn’t see the porch lights or anyone’s windowspill, but when I got to the courtyard gate, I could see the glow of a few windows through the mist. Billowy clouds in the sky looked grayish, and I couldn’t find the moon. I suspect that was a pre-power-day sort of thing. Or maybe just a sign that humidity is moving in.
Whichever, it was kind of neat.