Heavy frost here this morning with clear skies. The sun has arrived and will warm things up nicely. A good day to go to City Hall to vote, a delight even if crazier and more worrisome this year.
The young Red Oak I see out the window as I write this is lovely, having just begun the change from intense red to brown. There are more late leaves on Norway Maples this year than I can remember in the past, beautiful yellow in the sunshine but too out-of-place in the normal progression of a Vermont fall. Many invasives—plants not people—show up clearly this time of year as they tend to hold their leaves longer than natives.
The moon, half-full last night, was bright enough to make shadows through the window at yoga in Maple Corner. Hard to believe but I was in my twenties before I saw moon shadows! So many things I did not (still do not!) know in life.
We left yoga wonderfully empty of all the weeks noise, at peace, hearts open and ready for whatever this day brings. Susi talked about getting to a place where we can simply be quiet and listen and there be able to dream in the moonlight.
I know my dreams include both this young Red Oak and a world that works for all of us to be in peace with loving hearts full.