more ramblin' ways

the weather has been heating up again.  i miss seasons, especially autumn, like some people miss sunshine.  it hurts my heart a bit to be deprived of the cycles--the gradual changing of summer ripeness to the beauty of dying autumn.  it reminds me that, not only is death beautiful, but the way to death is beautiful.  i also love how seasons mirror the seasons of the Church--as the Earth moves towards its temporary death, the Church moves to the close of the year and the beginning of the new:  preparation for the winter that the world was in before the coming of our Lord.

 i have been thinking a lot recently about children, and have come to the conclusion that they play a different role in every marriage.  i do not know when God will deign to entrust us with human souls, but i pray i can be ready.  is it even possible to be ready for such a thing?  i say i am a muddler, and i do mean it!  who isn't, though, i suppose?  in the meantime, here is Artemis with a bottle cap on her head.