AUTUMN IS ON HER WAY

THANKFUL WE HAVE COOLER TEMPS this morning.  I opened the French doors to let cooler air inside the house.  I LOVE doing this.  Looking out into the yard, the large mature Locus Tree stands to where I can admire its majestic beauty.  A background of overcast gray skies provides a calming atmosphere for me.

I'm reminded that AUTUMN's cooler temps are on their way.  Temps in the 70s will be welcomed.  Hugging the idea with embracing thoughts that put a smile on my face.  Autumn.  

As I rearranged the basement boxes, I found my ceramic pumpkin I made when I was in my twenties.  HARVEST DAYS are ahead.  There will be wreaths on the front door.  On display will be a few pumpkins and gourds showing splashes of oranges and browns.  I need to get some brown ribbon to tie around the wreaths as they stick too far hanging on the door hooks.  If I tie ribbon around them, they will hang straighter...not so funky at an angle.

A trip to a store is needed.  I don't have any brown ribbon.  I found some miniature metal acorns that I will add to the Autumn wreaths.

As the basement is becoming more organized, I feel a surge of happiness knowing I know what we have down there and that it is tidy ready for the exodus to the COTTAGE's storage shed.  I didn't realize how much this being out of order was BUGGING me until I started tidying.

Harvest HOPEFULS are having the Cottage Bathroom completed, the storage shed done and filled with HOLIDAY decor.  As Hubby works on these projects I will be painting rooms in the Cottage, organizing important papers, and thinning out belongings.  Together we will get this remodeling done.

I've got to enjoy the journey as this adventure is LIFE right now.  Health issues tag along slowing us down some.  There are always obstacles.  Always.   Part of it.

Today, I will continue working in the basement and if things go well, I'll go to the COTTAGE to prime another cubby in the Kitchen cabinet.  6 or 7 of these cubbies, I forget, all need primed.  I know I am slow and my muscles get weak after awhile so it will be one cubby per day.  

As hubby works at other things and I rest, I go through old papers while sitting and listening to the TV that we get through an antennae.  The wonders of being old fashioned with no cable.  The antennae allows several tv channels to come in very well.  I may continue doing this even after we move into the COTTAGE to live full time.

Changing subjects...As a child, I use to watch the television program The Adventures of SUPERMAN with George Reeves as Superman. I loved this show as I know many children did as well.

When I watched the reruns while growing up, I had no idea that the actor playing Superman had died in 1959 by a gunshot wound.  SO he was already gone before I watched the afternoon reruns.  Look! Up in the sky...it's a bird...it's a plane...IT'S SUPERMAN!

Narrator: Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound. 
Man 1: Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird! 
Woman 1: It's a plane! 

Man 2: It's Superman!  

As a child, when I had heard that Superman died by gunshot wound being called a suicide...it didn't register.  Why would Superman kill himself?  Later, others would speculate that he was murdered.  I WONDER.  

Last night we watched the 2006 movie HOLLYWOODLAND about the behind the scenes of Superman.  Some language.  Some nudity.  Some sexual content.  This movie is not for youngsters.  Mister Reeves was far from innocent.  I was totally naive to the way of the world as a 10 year old child, but as a 67 year old, I see.  George Reeves had an affair with an older woman, Toni Lanier Mannix that helped him get the part of Superman.  He was a KEPT MAN.  Toni called him her boy.  

Former Ziegfeld dancer Toni Lanier Mannix was married to MGM's FIXER Eddie Mannix that had ties with the mafia, but so did George Reeves.  Interesting twist to the real world of the Superman actor who wore a muscle suit appearing more manly in the series. 

As I learn about the television and movie industries owners back in the day, I'm not so naive.  Ungodly businessmen galore.  When we bring this to light and disagree with their practices, we might be seen as anti-simitic even if we disagree with their dark moral character for good reason not because they are jewish but because they are actually ungodly with ungodly behavior as their norm.

Toni Lanier Mannix confessed to a priest before she died that she arranged for Reeves to be murdered.  Make believe or real?  He died.

Pause.

It feels like Autumn outside.  

Almost sweater weather.  

Autumn is on her way.  

Look! Up in the air! It's a bird, it's a plane, no it's a beautiful leaf falling to the ground.  Tis Autumn.

~d