operation autumn 2016

22. Hold Mabon

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I have no idea how to even go about describing what happened for Mabon this year.

At least, not in a way that the majority of my readers would understand and I’m not even sure that the people who have experience in the situation/skill set would get it either. But it involves a drum circle, an oak tree, and Baba Yaga’s hut.

I normally start to work with Baba in fall and winter, so her reappearance nearish the first day of fall isn’t terribly uncommon. One of her motifs is spinning [think the spinning that a person would do during ecstatic dance], and she has the infamous chicken legged hut. I have never however experienced the spinning hut myself prior to tonight and it will be interesting to see how this plays out-I don’t know what this means. It didn’t run away or get aggressive so I suppose I have that in my favor. Listen, we’re talking about a folkloric symbol that can carry itself around on chicken legs, I don’t think the fact that a house can get defensive is truly the oddest aspect of this story.

As for the mundane side of Mabon we went to the park for drum circle. Mid is trying hard to make sure I have down time that doesn’t involve looking for roaches, packing, unpacking, cleaning, and wondering if the movement I’m catching out of the corner of my eye is a roach [I have come to realize that I am getting a lot of allergy related floaters, which are slowly driving me insane, like something out of a Poe story]. I did do better with the drum circle than I did with the concert last month. I sat under an oak tree and just was for awhile.

I will do my traditional bread later this week, or next weekend, schedule permitting. Same with applesauce and my normal Mabon/fall foods, it will have to be fit in with the rest of my tight schedule. Everything has to be done by the 30th so while I’m a little frightened that I’m running out of time I also know there’s a definitive end point.

5. Bake an Apple Pie

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We are finally sleeping at the new place. We’re not fully moved out of the old apartment, but we have officially started living in my new home.

The shininess of it all is still shiny enough that I feel special and sort of woo woo positive about setting up new housing and home based rituals. I have not had a formal kitchen table since I had an on-campus apartment in grad school so I’m still enjoying the ability to actually set a table and eat at a table. We made a rule based on both an attempt to keep our new furniture as nice as possible for as long as possible, and the summer of bugs, that we wouldn’t eat in the living room. We have a small space built into the kitchen that’s big enough for a small table to act like a separate dining space.

I needed a break from packing last night, plus it was raining and already dark by the time I got out of work [I’m one of those people who work four ten hour shifts between Wednesday and Saturday]. I hadn’t tested the oven yet and decided it was time for a pie.

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I don’t scratch my pies, not really. Pie crust is one of the products I fully admit to buying in a box. Mine are terrible, on a level where the amount of years necessary to improve them daunts me and I just find it easier to buy a box of crusts. I don’t peel my apples unless I’m really bored or looking for ways of filling time. I normally toss them with sugar, flour, and pumpkin spice but I just went with cinnamon this time [better quality cinnamon than I normally have in the house, however]. A little bit of butter.

It came out of the oven around 11 last night, and I went straight to bed. This morning I got up before Mid, set up his plate for breakfast, made his coffee. Wandered off to do whatever.

When I came back into the front of the apartment he was sprawled in front of Star Trek, on the couch. With the pie.

Our plan of not eating in the living room made it a full 24 hours.

Operation Autumn 2016

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Remember yesterday’s frantic, mopey, the rest of the year is ruined post?

Never underestimate the power of 24 hours.

I’m moving. The apartment is bigger, I’ll have slightly better bus access, and we’re going back to Mid’s old stomping grounds. Yep, I’m moved to cliches again.

There’s a lot of stuff to be settled out, the normal ‘breaking lease and moving’ stuff-but I know what’s happening now, and that’s a lot of where the stress was coming from.

So I feel safe in setting up another year’s worth of Operation Autumn.

 

  1. Door Wreath
  2. Go to a Corn Maze
  3. Haunted History Witch Walk
  4. Go to a bonfire
  5. Bake an apple pie
  6. Bake a pumpkin pie
  7. Go to a fiber festival
  8. Read M.R. James
  9. Go to the Festival of Trees
  10. go apple picking
  11. Go to a pumpkin farm
  12. Go to a haunted house
  13. Roast a turkey
  14. Roast a ham
  15. Make apple jam
  16. Make apple sauce
  17. Hold a haunted tea
  18. Make pumpkin butter
  19. Hold a chili night
  20. Go to Buffalo Screams
  21. Hold a Misgiving’s Day Party
  22. Hold Mabon
  23. Go to Van Horn’s halloween event
  24. Go to Iron Island
  25. Have a Starbuck’s pumpkin latte
  26. Go to Forest Lawn
  27. Go the farmer’s market halloween party
  28. Go to Oktoberfest
  29. Hold a Hammer Films marathon
  30. See what Target has out for Halloween
  31. Go to a pumpkin festival
  32. Make fudge
  33. Donate to a food drive
  34. Hold a community thanksgiving
  35. Watch Thankskilling
  36. Hold/attend Samhain
  37. Have a bread baking day
  38. Make my Christmas shopping list
  39. Write my 2015 gratitude list
  40. Start my Christmas cards
  41. Decorate my plant
  42. Go to the haunted zoo
  43. Go to the park
  44. Got to Letchworth
  45. Go to the Chattaqua Institution
  46. Go to Lily Dale
  47. Go to the USS The Sullivans
  48. Watch The Gravedancers
  49. Ride the haunted train
  50. Go to the Farmer’s Museum
  51. Carve a pumpkin
  52. Make leaf crafts
  53. Drink pumpkin beer