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"We're just a million little gods causing rainstorms, turning every good thing to rust."

And here it is November, again.

Much to my surprise, Narragansett Beer has acknowledged The Red Tree. It's a weird, weird world. But weird is my friend.

A quick note to Sirenia Digest subscribers. #47 should be going out to subscribers this evening, only a day late. So, watch your inboxes. And the skies. Always keep watching the skies.

A strange weekend, and the strangeness really had nothing to do with Samhain or Halloween. I was so under the weather all week, and as Friday evening rolled around, I was feeling a bit better. Dusk found us at the Steel Yard, for the annual Iron Pour. But there were far more people than last year, and just as things were getting started, I could no longer tolerate all those bodies and faces and voices. It was impossible to see much of anything, anyway. So we left, got some Chinese takeout, and headed back home. We watched M. Night Shyamalan's Signs (2002) again. This made my third time, and I still think it's a brilliant film (and, indeed, am of the opinion that Shyamalan has made only one less-than-brilliant film, The Happening, and if you should disagree, please do not do so here).

Saturday was the first day in about a week that I really felt like working. That is, that I felt well enough to work. I wrote a rather longish prolegomena for Sirenia Digest #47. Why the hell doesn't LJ know how to spell prolegomena? Godsdamned illiterate program. Anyway, while I was writing, Spooky went to the market. She came home and announced that it was beautiful outside (72F, with 10-20 mph winds), and that I should get out of the House. And, really, it was the first day since last weekend that I'd genuinely felt up to the daunting perils of Outside. So I got dressed, and we drove through downtown Providence to Benefit Street. We walked. We watched RISD students (some in costume, some not) and great swirls of leaves buoyed by the wind. We spent a little time in the Athenaeum (another word LJ can't spell). Oh it can't spell Samhain, either. Anyway...Benefit Street was made for Bradbury Weather.

Back home, we carved a pumpkin, and I made a very simple, but very yummy, beef stew. We also had Dogfish Head "Midas Touch" ale. It's cool stuff actually. Barley, honey, white muscat grapes, and saffron, brewed from a recipe rediscovered by a molecular archeologist who analyzed residue from 2,700-year-old Iron Age drinking vessels discovered in central Turkey. Delicious. We lit candles on the altar, and that was our Samhain feast. Later, we lit the jack-o'-lantern and gave out candy to trick-or-treaters. There are a few photos from the weekend behind the cut (below).

And now it's November, again. And I'm back on Caitlín Standard Time (CST; originally, Caitlín Stabilizing Time), which is to say, for the fifth consecutive year, we're ignoring the end of Daylight Savings Time. I know it's traditional to hate Daylight Savings Time, but I don't. I much prefer it. So, we've lived on it since 2004.

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions, if you've not already. Bid if you are able and so disposed. I will mention that we likely won't be offering The Black Alphabet again for quite some time. This round of auctions ends tomorrow.

And now, some photos, and I must take platypus in hand and get to work:





Before there were too many people, view from the bleachers.





Lighting a jack-o'-lantern scarecrow with a blowtorch.



Benefit Street on Halloween.



Outside the Providence Athenaeum.





The reluctant ladybug.



All Photographs Copyright © 2009 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac.



Damn, I just realized I didn't upload photos of our jack-o'-lantern. Ah, well...tomorrow.
Tags: antisocial me, cat, hallowe'en, iron pour, outside, rhode island, samhain, shyamalan, sirenia, the red tree
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