Fall Song
by Mary Oliver
Another year gone, leaving
everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back
from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere
except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle
of unobservable mysteries – roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This
I try to remember when time’s measure
painfully chafes, for instance when autumn
flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay – how everything lives, shifting
from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.
And I still have three more to go – although those are small. These two were huge. The smaller three were in the free choice section because they’re pretty pocked and marred. But I figure that they’ll still taste good.
We’re really trying hard to eliminate as much pre-made, multi-ingredient store-bought items from our life as possible so cereal was next on the list to go (i.e. we’d like to try to eat just homemade cereal from now on, at least as much as we can). It came out really well! I had to bake it about twice as long as the recipe called for but I think that’s because my cookie sheets are too small so the granola was too crowded. New cookie sheets are basically the last thing that I need to buy in order to basically have completed my baking supplies.
Salmon and Souvlaki 