We’re having a beautiful Fall here in Indiana.


Fall Break: Huber Orchard and bottling day

Rachel, Darcy, and I have been enjoying a week off from school and work. Mainly we’ve been getting a lot of work done—cleaning out the garage and basement, prepping raised beds for next spring, setting up grow lights. We’ve also had some fun. On Sunday night, Rachel and I camped out for the third consecutive week at Hardin Ridge. On Tuesday we made our annual trip to Huber Orchard and Winery to pick a pumpkin for carving.

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A really excellent video on the complicated task of defining what we mean by the word “religion.” (That’s a great YouTube channel, by the way.) Beware of anyone who says religion just is this or that—they’re trying to sell you something.


Speaking of podcasts, I’ve finished season one of Old Gods of Appalachia and I absolutely love it.


Theme music for Spooked podcast makes me happy every time.


I’ve really been enjoying looking through blogroll.org, which (if I’m not mistaken) is the excellent work of @alongtheray. So far I’ve added Hermitary and The Druid’s Garden to my RSS reader.


Why people change

In July 2020 I wrote the following: Two reasons people change: “Mugged by reality.” Someone’s experience creates an irreconcilable rupture with their previous beliefs. At this point they either double down on the previous beliefs and ignore experience or they change. Participate in the universe’s ongoing process of change. This requires a disciplined openness to reality. This does not come naturally; rather, it is spiritual work. It may be, in part, what the Taoists meant by wu-wei.

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Some music from this evening:


Tolkien, Lord of the Rings:

“Bilbo used often to say there was only one Road; that it was like a great river: its springs were at every doorstep, and every path was its tributary. ‘It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door,’ he used to say. ‘You step into the Road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.’”


The first commercially-available CD (Billy Joel’s 52nd Street) was released forty years ago yesterday.” And today, by coincidence, I bought a CD for the first time in many, many years.