I am a creature of Autumn. I love the majesty of aging leaves, clothing themselves in their last dignity before they die. I love the pale blue sky and the icy clouds, and the chill breeze that skitters across my arms. The air carries a subtle scent of woodsmoke. It tastes of the coming of winter and the passing of time.
In my office, a mulled cider candle simmers on a warming plate. I play tangling, dancing Celtic music through my computer speakers.
This coming Friday and Saturday I attend an Act One screenwriting seminar at McLean Bible Church. I am meanwhile trying to organize a day of filming for myself on October 27 here at PHC, during which I intend to film a 5-8 minute skit. A simple experiment, nothing more, to see if I can carry a short project through the entire moviemaking process.
This past Saturday I organized a birthday party for myself and Gabi. It was my first time initiating and putting together hospitality all by myself in an actual house. About a dozen people came. We talked, caught up, walked, did a read-aloud, and watched
Stardust. For some of us, the party lasted seven hours. It was a blessed time, and the food came out wonderfully too. I made a spinach dip out of plain yogurt, cottage cheese, fresh chopped onion, spinach, curry powder, salt, and pepper. The salad was the best part, and I shall have to repeat it in the future - organic Romaine and red lettuce tossed with avocado and tomato, and sprinkled on top with walnuts and Feta cheese. We mixed together our own vinaigrette to go along with it.
I think I like cooking and hostessing. There was that little uncertain feeling, but God is good, and I am so blessed beyond belief to have the friends I do.