“October is a symphony of permanence and change.”

The morning is cold. Even the cats’ fur is cold. It is 48˚. The heat is on and so is my sweatshirt. Outside is a pretty day with sun and blue skies, but only 59˚ will be the high. I could go to the dump, but I can wait until Wednesday. The trunk has only a couple of bags of used cat litter.

Jack is venturing closer and closer to downstairs. He stays about midway down and meows for pats and scratches, but that alerts Nala who chases him up the stairs. She cries at the gate to the cats’ room. Gwen is not eating her special food. I worry. She goes in for the same tests this week as she had last week. I get a shingles shot this week.

Nala brought in a semi-deflated basketball she found in the yard. It used to be Gracie’s. I never heard Nala bring it through the dog door. She also brought in pine branches but a small pine branches. She loves to chew. I never think to watch her come in through the dog. I’m just glad she does.

When I was a kid, the future was tomorrow except during holiday season. We counted down the days until Halloween then the days until Christmas. Thanksgiving was in the middle, but it never rated a countdown.

I loved twilight in October even though it meant early street lights. The late afternoons got chilly. We were inside early usually doing homework then watching TV. My mother was in the kitchen making dinner. My father seldom made it home from work by dinner time. I remember him coming in the front door wearing his black overcoat and his grey fedora. He always wore a suit and tie to work. My father used a Windsor knot for his tie.

For meals, the four of us sat at the kitchen table. My mother ate standing up at the counter. The kitchen table just fit its space, a small space in the back of the kitchen, and it just fit the four of us. Dinner was always meat, potatoes and a veggie. My favorite dinner was meatloaf, mashed potatoes and peas with niblet corn a close second. Before she put the meat in the oven, my mother spread ketchup on top then added bacon. I used to try to steal the crisp bacon. Dessert was usually cookies, Oreos or chocolate chip. After dinner we watched TV, usually westerns.

Weeknights, except for Friday, meant early to bed. My mother would say it’s a school night as if we didn’t know. I swear she always said with a smile on her face.

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12 Comments on ““October is a symphony of permanence and change.””

  1. Les Says:

    It’s a bit on the cool side here in Reading, PA also. The temp. is in the low 50’s. Cloudy. Have not turned on the heat yet. We will very soon if it stays this way. Stay warm!

    • katry Says:

      Les,
      It has gotten warmer outside but only up to 53˚. My sweatshirt is essential attire. The sun is shining beautiful. The dogs love being in the yard.

      I turned on the heat to warm up the house then I turned it off. This time of year the house is often colder than outside.

      Enjoy your Sunday!!

      • Les Says:

        Eileen & I finially turned the heat on because it got damp with the cool rain & wind we’ve been having. Cheers!

      • katry Says:

        Les,
        When I was younger, I’d just put on more clothes. Now, I turn up the heat.

        Cold and damp are the best reasons to warm the house!!

        Stay safe!

  2. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    I awoke this morning with a continuation of the symptoms from yesterday. I have no idea what the weather is doing because I haven’t left our bedroom since yesterday. The symptoms from the shot is nothing compared to being on a ventilator in the ICU. 🙁 as the day is wearing on I’m feeling a little better.

  3. lilydark Says:

    Hi Kat,
    It’s raining here, and although we need it, I wish it would stop for awhile. It brings in the ants– although there is something that our previous manager did to stop the ants. I asked our manager to do the same thing, and he assured me he would.
    Last night I talked to them, and told them they had 24 hours to go away, or I would get really mean.
    They didn’t listen, so we are at war. I think they are republican ants…
    At least I can’t drive it this weather.
    Take Care,
    Lori

    • katry Says:

      Hi Lori,
      Ants go inside during heavy rain storms. I had ants and put out the small tins of death where Nala wouldn’t get curious. There are no ants right now.

      When I was in Ghana, I saw the widest swarth of ants in a line which seemed endless. I put a leaf down and the troops carried it away. It was mesmerizing.

      We are forecasted to have rain the next three days.

      Be safe!

      Kat and the horde of animals

  4. lilydark Says:

    Tins, of death– sounds like a song. I’ll write my landlord again.
    Since they are mostly in the kitchen– it might work. I just don’t want to bring it into the bedroom.. because of Cooke, which makes it hard to eat here.
    Woof and Meow to your hoards of animals.
    Take Care,
    Lori

    • katry Says:

      They are inexpensive so if he doesn’t come through you might buy a pack of two. I hide the tins as Nala would be curious. They are under a table close to the floor. I put the tins in two places and haven’t seen ants in a bit.

      My animals say Hey back!!

      Stay wel,
      Kat


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