• Autumn in NH

    The distinction between the past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.

    Time behaves differently in the Fall. Or at least it does for me.

    I spend all Summer dreading the arrival of each long, hot and sunny day, knowing the high temperatures will not only bring me discomfort but the pain of migraines as well. All that cruel light smothers my spirit and all that oppressive heat brings out the grouch.

    Summers seem to take forever, which is why I frequently open my Autumn countdown, a bookmarked page that tells me how long I must abide until my favorite season returns. While the counter is set to the equinox, my spirit is simply not willing to wait that long. Come faster! I demand, and my brain persuades itself to reschedule the season’s debut to September 1st.

    Visit any shop and you’ll see I’m not alone in my hurry. All of the retailers now display Halloween candy and decor alongside school supplies in August. So by the time the kids are starting classes, I’m in full-on “Holiday Jade” mode, decorating the house in reds and oranges and yellows, digging the vanilla candles out of storage, searching for a new costume and prepping for harvest feasts.

    The weather does not always cooperate with my desire. I may be ready for Fall’s appearance at the beginning of September but Summer’s stranglehold has only been strengthened by global warming. That means I’m forced to wait even longer for the temperatures to cool and the leaves to change. It was in the mid-80s last week and that was really harshing my mellow. But then… Canada, oh wonderful Canada, sent a cold front to New England and I was beyond thrilled by this gift.

    Even as my excitement grew with the arrival of cooler weather, I was frustrated that half of the season had already passed. Where did the time go? Whoosh! It flew by, as it always does. Summer plods along forever and Autumn rides with the wind.

    Over the weekend, M and I took our first leafing trip of the year through the White Mountains. Although the leaves are only beginning to turn here in Manchester, the further north you go, the more bright and stunning the landscape becomes. We drove so far north that we actually passed the foliage’s peak, which meant many of the leaves had already lost their luster and fallen to the ground. As we drove home, it felt a bit like going back through time, rewinding the season to its beginning.

    We left the windows wide open through most of Saturday afternoon, letting in the fresh clean air. It was only after the darkness came and the temperatures started to drop into the 30s that we closed the panes. We didn’t turn on the heat, though. We just donned sweaters and snuggled closer; such intimacy is nearly impossible during the hotter months.

    With shorter days and less sunlight, I’m sleeping better and longer. Buried beneath flannel sheets and multiple blankets, my unconscious mind allows dreams of fantasy to overrule the more stressful ones about work and the state of the world.

    I’m also doing my best to practice hygge. Hot showers and heated towels make getting out of bed worthwhile. Hot black tea is once again pleasurable to drink. Eating in season means enjoying fresh apple cider donuts and pumpkin pies. Cats are more likely to cuddle and less likely to leave their shedded fur behind. Even my preferred decor of witches, gargoyles and skulls now seems in fashion rather than just weird.

    The long nights may feel endless to daywalkers, but to me, they can’t last long enough. It’s as if the very night is revealing its mysteries to me and my brethren. My muse has also returned and she is brimming with ideas.

    As I watch the leaves skitter across the back deck, I find myself wishing for the ability to bank time from the warmer months and add it to October. I’d be more than happy to live off those stolen hours.

    –Headline quote from Albert Einstein.

  • Data magnifying glass

    A parliament of Jades

    As a journalist and obituary writer, I am huge fan of searching. I can search a database like nobody’s business and do so, without exaggeration, about a hundred times a day.

    Google is often a first stop, but rarely is it my last. No, if there’s a search box on a website, I’ll likely use it to learn more about a wide variety of subjects. I search for recipes, books, articles, facts, quizzes, definitions, obits, ideas, photos, synonyms, art, jobs, poetry and more.

    Recently, I searched for my own name on the HowManyOfMe website, and this is what I learned:

    HowManyOfMe.com
    Logo There are
    24
    people with my name in the U.S.A.

    How many have your name?

    Of these two-dozen Jade Walkers, here are a few of note:

    Jade Walker is an Austin artist who uses textiles, fabric, fake fur and ordinary crafting materials to make her creations. She’s also the gallery director of the University of Texas’ Visual Arts Center.

    Jade Walker is a professional basketball player who signed a contract last year with Faros Keratsiniou in Greece. The Maplewood, N.J., native landed on both the All-BIG EAST and All-Met first teams and was the 23rd player in St. John’s history to score 1,000 points.

    Jade Walker, her husband Dan and two friends recently purchased their local ice cream shop in Littleton, N.H. Bishop’s Homemade Ice Cream, which has been in business for 43 years, was Jade’s first job. She still lives within walking distance of the place and hopes it will become a family business for her young children to join one day.

    Dr. Jade Walker is the chief optometrist at the Greenville VA Health Care Center in Greenville, N.C., and a specialist in ocular disease and low vision rehabilitation. For the past two years, she’s conducted clinics for the South Carolina Commission for the Blind.

    Google’s news alert system also let me know that the world lost a Jade Walker last month. Jade was driving through Houston when someone fired 40 bullets into her car. One struck her in the head and claimed her life. Jade was just 25 years old and she had a 4-year-old daughter. So far, her killer is still on the loose. If you have any information about this case, please call the Houston Police Department Homicide Division at 713-308-3600 or Crime Stoppers at 713-222-TIPS.

  • Grief is the price we pay for love

    I once lost a job because my grandmother was hospitalized with congestive heart failure. The doctors said she wouldn’t make it through the weekend and since I was within driving distance (about 250 miles away), I knew I had to make the trip.

    When I told my boss I needed to take a few days off and why, he said: “Then don’t come back.” He wouldn’t let me use vacation days either because “such absences must be pre-approved.”

    Needless to say, I quit the job, hopped in my car and drove to the hospital to be with her — a decision I’ve never regretted. However, the whole experience made me mindful of the fact that flexibility in the workplace is not guaranteed.

    Lawmakers in New York are now considering a bill that would give every worker in the state three paid months of bereavement leave to mourn the death of a loved one. The bill is sponsored by Sen. Richard Funke of upstate Batavia, whose son died.

    “I’ve experienced the pain of losing a child. The grief can be unpredictable and overwhelming,” Funke said in a statement. “No employee should have to fear losing their job in order to take the time they need to mourn.”

    Some small business owners oppose the legislation, saying it would cause economic hardship and create staffing issues.

    “Our business and any other small business it would be catastrophic. Twelve weeks paid leave. We need all the staff that we have,” Greg Greenwood, owner of Bleeker Street Pizza, said.

    If the bill passes and the governor signs it into law, New York would become the third state -– after Oregon and Illinois -– to offer a bereavement benefit and the second to provide paid leave. What do you think?

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    –Quote is from Queen Elizabeth II

  • womens protest

    Quote of the week

    “I like to believe that people in the long run are going to do more to promote peace than our governments. Indeed, I think that people want peace so much that one of these days governments had better get out of the way and let them have it.” –Dwight D. Eisenhower

    –Photo by Renaschild