The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees

Most important news first!  The keys have been found!  Why they were in my gym bag, when I never take Steve’s car to gym. . .

Secondly, in reference to the title of today’s blog post — we here in Central Maine are in the midst of a wind storm.  The West Wind is smacking us pretty steadily with winds around 35 miles per hour, with the occasional 55 mph gust, just to confuse the power lines.  I will note that today is bright and sunny and blue, which is NOT the kind of weather we’ve been used to seeing around here.

We continue to improve, health-wise.  I’ve done the upfront for the taxes; now I need to wait for paperwork, and fill out the accountant’s form.  Which has changed since last year, to the point where I may need a tutorial.  But — the taxes, at least, are mostly under control.

Not so, the rest of the to-do list.  I gotta tell you, I look at the to-do list and despair.  I have an interview to do; I have files to continue to pull together for distribution to either an archive or a dumpster; I have at least two short stories to write — it might be three.  Or four.  I have notes  here. . .somewhere — and I have, yes, a book to write.  Now on extended deadline, sigh.

Tomorrow!  Ah, tomorrow! is the Official Book Day for Carousel Seas — which has already had an eArc Day and a eBook Day, so you wouldn’t think I’d be excited about Paper Book Day, but. . .I am.  I feel like I ought to at least bake Kate a cake, and, yanno, make a Big Noise.  But neither of those is really very likely to happen.

Today, I started the laundry.  I may, honestly, have to rethink that, considering that the wind has knocked the power out, briefly, twice, now.

And, Canon keeps sending me these notices, tempting me with the New Powershot — the newest with a 50x zoom, and. . .I really don’t need 50x zoom to take pictures of the cats.  I mean, I know that.  But — shiny.

In health news, I continue to feel better.  Honestly, there’s got to be an upper limit to this, doesn’t there?  How sick do I have to have been that I’m continuing to feel better?

Well.  The to-do list isn’t going to do itself.  I’ll concentrate on the interview this afternoon.

Hope your afternoon is decisive and profitable.

 

Today’s blog post is from “The Highwayman,” a poem by Alfred Noyes, set to music by Loreena McKennit.  Here’s your link.

 

2 thoughts on “The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees”

  1. I love that poem. I used it in high school speech contests and still have it memorized. Alfred Noyes. So glad you are feeling better. Any chance you can put off the filing part of it? Wish I was closer and I’d bake you and Kate a cake! Hope you continue to get better,quickly, and that the power stays on or at least comes back right away.

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