Well Woes and Soggy Crackers

The finest day of the week was Sunday; brisk, sunny and just about perfect. Aidan and I spent a couple of hours over at a park in the afternoon so he could practice his corner shots to the full-size goals. I walked around the park while he worked mightily honing his skills; the All Star games are in November. There may have to be bright colored balls to see them in the snow. For a "breather" we shot some baskets in the court area. I made two baskets and it only took about 30 tries. Aidan's looked lots better than mine...

It was peaceful back at home...

Wendy and John were relaxing after many weekend chores...

Some chores were completed, but others are a bit more daunting. Spreading out wash loads, dishwasher and showers so the water supply holds up OK has become a concern for all. The new well pump replacing the dead one did not answer a second issue: the supply. It has been learned that the house well is not deep enough so it will be a very expensive fix. The former owners, just two people, probably didn't use the volume that we are using so it was not stated as a problem in the sale of the property.

The work that John put into the dryer has gone for naught; the poor old thing made a dull click today and Wendy pronounced it dead. Towels are drying on the porch.

So, there are concerns.

Nevertheless, life moves along anyhow. The humidity and warm air have made a balmy, sometimes foggy atmosphere. Papers on the desk are limp. Crackers grow soggy. It rains occasionally. The moisture condenses on the outside of the toilet tanks and dribbles onto the bathroom floors.

Outdoors, Autumn fills the air, and the wet leaves are stunning.

Neighbors' drive across the road from us.

In about 10 days Keoni and Aidan have a gig in Pretzel Park as they did last year. Autumn Leaves is one of the tunes they are practicing together. Keoni recorded an accompaniment for it; then, they play the cello and violin to go with it. A couple of days ago it was just a tune made of chord progressions that Keoni was picking out on the piano. That brought back memories for me of Roger Williams playing it--the '50s, I think. Keoni says Joseph Kosma who composed it played with Bartok (or did he say that he was a student of Bartok?). Intersting. So many connections. Tonight, they did a couple of run-throughs before Aidan's math homework. Here's one...Autumn Leaves

Getting ready for the weather changes ahead, creatures of the outdoors are coming in, including mice. Karma has caught a couple of them. Keoni and Aidan found a spider in the dining room that impressed them. Today, I found a fresh cocoon at the mailbox. I wonder what's in it.