Nov 5
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I was mystified by the label on these figs; Organic Brown Turkey Figs. The organic part I mostly understand, philosophy if not actual practice. I had trouble parsing Brown Turkey – are they (or their ancestors) from Turkey? do they resemble turkies (yes rather) I just stood there staring at them until I realized they would taste good. So I brought them home and subjected them to an intense bout of photography before eating them.

Nov 4
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The Sunday postcard, posted late because when you send children away for a sleepover, frequently there is not much sleeping done and they can take days to recoop. Alice was having a meltdown last night. She’s better today. Aerin will have hers tomorrow, but she has no school on account of Election Day which happens in many of the schools and they don’t want the kids there while strangers go in and out and do civic things like vote. It is a curious reversal of the general rule that private school has fewer school days than public.

Anyhow – this is a sweet brown Bosc pear.

Nov 3
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A different horse, with a black rimmed nose. Black on the edges, tan at the end, shading into deep dark, rich brown on his head and body.

Nov 2
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I had a much bigger eye from this horse, but I had to cut it strangely and then it looked really creepy instead of interesting. I am seldom glad to have a smaller version of any picture, but I was this time.

Alice is off at a sleep over, Aerin will be tomorrow night, Al and I are going to visit, and then stay up late and watch a movie. Maybe.

Nov 1
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November is dedicated to coming to grips with the color brown. I know that many things that I love are the color brown, but I keep thinking of them as some other color. Foxes and this horse are not brown, they are red. Leaves turn colors, like red and orange and yellow unless they simply aren’t trying. Tree bark is gray. Labrador retrievers are supposed to be black, even though the creamy ones are beautiful.

Chocolate is brown but I think I’m going to put that off for a week because I just ate so many too many M&Ms that I can’t face the chocolate concept. Coffee is brown, and tea is frequently brown unless we are exploring the newer special issues. Brownies are (almost by definition) brown. Most horses are some form of brown, as are their eyes, a gorgeous purply brown that defies description. Horse chestnuts, regular eating chestnuts, figs and many pears are all brown. See, I am slowly talking myself into parts of brown.

My biggest issue at the moment is entirely mental. I can’t think of a color complement to brown. The color across from it in the color wheel that makes it pop and sing. Blue has orange. Pink and red have green and vice versa. Purple has yellow. Black and white complement each other. Brown is in the middle of the color wheel, brooding. It is what happens when you mix colors you didn’t quite mean to, when you rinse your brush when using water colors. Blicky, slightly slimy, mud colored brown. This is what I have to get past.

Oct 31
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Things to do with Pumpkins besides carve them

Edward Gorey illustrates Star Trek

Oct 29
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today’s postcard, and a remedial one for Sat. (down one post)

Gotta go, Alice is sick.

Oct 27
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Oct 26
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finished a bunch of halloween costumes too