what is substance

Death: We attended a memorial service for our neighbor Frank Musinsky who passed away in August. I remember one of my first conversations with him, I was nine or so and told him that I would love a boy if he was good and smart, regardless of how he looked: I almost believed it too. He had participated in founding the Paris Review, but I met him years later when he the sharp and inquisitive man in a wheel chair. As I got to know him he became more: the man who loved music and worked for most of his years and enjoyed a good conversation -- as evident by the number of people who attended the service. may he rest.

Growth: Sima just came from school and his roti chapati flatbread got a bit scorched in the toaster. He asked if the burned parts caused cancer, and then asked what cancer was. That he's heard that theres lots of different types and that one is not curable. That this little girl fell and her stomach hurt and when they took her to the doctor they found out she had cancer. He has homework now and a birthday party to attend soon.

Celebration: Eloosha came home for the Rosh Hashanah, so Yulka and I came over. Honey for a sweet year.

Future: Jo told me I seem calm and happy yesterday when we met for dinner. Alana joined and we walked around Cambridge and Sommerville. The future keeps coming and coming.

Season: It is undeniably autumn. Some trees standing bare and some are not ready to part with their emerald tapestry, but the others are yellow and orange and red, parting with their leaves, which one by one hit the ground.

(not at all like in the photo below)

a couple weekends ago; Ipswich River Wildlife Sanctuary - Mass Audubon