Yesterday, for my birthday, we drove up to New Hampshire to look at leaves.
It was an impromptu road trip; we took several maps and admired the foliage en route, and we found a state park a little north of Manchester called Bear Brook. No one in my family had ever been there before, but turned out to contain some beautiful hiking trails through pine forests and deciduous stands and ferns turning brown and rust-colored at knee-height, and a small river—probably the eponymous brook—that was so slow-sliding and clear that it made a mirror for the sky and the overhanging trees, and if you threw in a stone the ripples kept on expanding until they bounced back cleanly from the shore and crossed their originals, lenticular. The fiery reflections of the leaves in the stillness were amazing. In the water, the sky always faded to peat-black. With the late afternoon light, it was very quiet and amber and at one turn in the path I stood with my father and faded-orange leaves were falling all around us from the trees, spiraling; one fluttered into my hair. There were some other hitchhiker, sightseer types with their small children, but otherwise mostly we saw trees. I read P.C. Hodgell's To Ride A Rathorn in the car on the way back. It was beautiful.
And I have writing news, some of which I should have remembered to post days before this. My poem "Green and Dying" has been accepted for an upcoming issue of Ideomancer; my poem "Of Chasing After Yesterdays" and flash "Venefica" will appear in the next issue of Not One of Us; Mythic #2, which contains my poems "Homecoming" and "The Marriage of Iphis and Ianthe," is now a physical object and may usefully be purchased; and Electric Velocipede #11, which contains my flash "Bar Golem," is out. And for those of you who subscribe to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
greygirlbeast's Sirenia Digest (and for those of you who don't, you should), I think our collaboration "In the Praying Windows" came out awesomely: so I hope you liked it as well.
So, yeah. This is all to the good. And in repayment, because of the laws of conservation of pain and joy, today I have a cheesegrater sore throat and am taking silly quizzes to keep from taking a nap.
(Without further ado . . .)
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It was an impromptu road trip; we took several maps and admired the foliage en route, and we found a state park a little north of Manchester called Bear Brook. No one in my family had ever been there before, but turned out to contain some beautiful hiking trails through pine forests and deciduous stands and ferns turning brown and rust-colored at knee-height, and a small river—probably the eponymous brook—that was so slow-sliding and clear that it made a mirror for the sky and the overhanging trees, and if you threw in a stone the ripples kept on expanding until they bounced back cleanly from the shore and crossed their originals, lenticular. The fiery reflections of the leaves in the stillness were amazing. In the water, the sky always faded to peat-black. With the late afternoon light, it was very quiet and amber and at one turn in the path I stood with my father and faded-orange leaves were falling all around us from the trees, spiraling; one fluttered into my hair. There were some other hitchhiker, sightseer types with their small children, but otherwise mostly we saw trees. I read P.C. Hodgell's To Ride A Rathorn in the car on the way back. It was beautiful.
And I have writing news, some of which I should have remembered to post days before this. My poem "Green and Dying" has been accepted for an upcoming issue of Ideomancer; my poem "Of Chasing After Yesterdays" and flash "Venefica" will appear in the next issue of Not One of Us; Mythic #2, which contains my poems "Homecoming" and "The Marriage of Iphis and Ianthe," is now a physical object and may usefully be purchased; and Electric Velocipede #11, which contains my flash "Bar Golem," is out. And for those of you who subscribe to
greygirlbeast's Sirenia Digest (and for those of you who don't, you should), I think our collaboration "In the Praying Windows" came out awesomely: so I hope you liked it as well. So, yeah. This is all to the good. And in repayment, because of the laws of conservation of pain and joy, today I have a cheesegrater sore throat and am taking silly quizzes to keep from taking a nap.
(Without further ado . . .)
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