September 7, 2016

And.... We're Back.

The beginning of summer came with some big changes for us; we moved to Bellevue, NE!  That Hawkeye border is awfully close.   The packing, hauling, and unpacking was a large contributor to my absence on this blog.  I will not make any loose vows to be more present, though it is my intention.

CJ and I have been expanding our board game collection and the faithful march through the Asimov's Science Fiction Magazine archives continues.  It would not be hard to imagine updates on both of those fronts appearing in the near future.

In the meantime, enjoy a poem and a picture of some puppies:

The Coming of the Plague
By Weldon Kees

September was when it began.
Locusts dying in the fields; our dogs
Silent, moving like shadows on a wall;
And strange worms crawling; flies of a kind
We had never seen before; huge vineyard moths;
Badgers and snakes, abandoning
Their holes in the field; the fruit gone rotten;
Queer fungi sprouting; the fields and woods
Covered with spiderwebs; black vapors
Rising from the earth - all these,
And more began that fall. Ravens flew round
The hospital in pairs. Where there was water,
We could hear the sound of beating clothes
All through the night. We could not count
All the miscarriages, the quarrels, the jealousies.
And one day in a field I saw
A swarm of frogs, swollen and hideous,
Hundreds upon hundreds, sitting on each other,
Huddled together, silent, ominous,
And heard the sound of rushing wind.