Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Must be gettin' old

The leaves are dropping like mad. The walnuts sound like gunshots when they hit the part of our roof that is corrogated steel. As executor, I'm dealing with the disposition of two estates. We got word yesterday that my 98 year old aunt (my mom's favorite sister) had died on the 7th. We stopped at a friend's house yesterday afternoon, and her elderly goose, Betsy, seems to be dying. The days are shorter and cooler, and Halloween is approaching.

The world situation is desperate, as usual.

This sounds like a job for Dia De Los Muertos . And so we have an alter.


  1. Sorry for your loss.

    Sweets's dad's cabin has a partial tin roof and is surrounded by several walnut trees. On windy days it gets noisy. I'm glad I don't have to try to sleep there.

  2. Sorry to hear of the loss Mr. Sillyak. I hope you are able to find a good sugar skull.

  3. I'm so sorry for your (and your mom's) loss.