Fall is finally here in South Georgia. I know this because my neighbors' pigs have arrived for the season and the yard is full of blooming camellias. The arrival of Peaches and Milkshake each year roughly coincides with Día de los Muertos ( oddly like the monarch butterflies arriving in Michoacán) and they are here for fattening and showing before they become bacon and pork chops. My neighbors' children have had a succession of Peaches and Milkshakes - each year the same names - which they raise, show, and sell. And with the same precisely timed arrival, so come the Christmas decoration to the neighborhood.
Here are a few things I have discovered or observed during the past week:
No matter how many tiny wooden painted fir trees, illuminated deer, and
singing angels my neighbors put in their yards, South Georgia will never look
like a winter wonderland. A thin covering of dried pine straw is a poor
substitute for snow. And when bright pink flowers are actually blooming on bushes
next to a Santa, the illusion is interrupted.
2. Yesterday when I
checked the mail two lizards were chasing each other on the box. The
road is full of smears from brave frogs who hop across the street
oblivious to on coming traffic. When it rains all the reptiles come out
2. Desiccated frogs
and lizards are a reality in my life. I don't flinch anymore when I
find a dried out creature tangled in corgi hair in some forgotten
corner. Yesterday a dime-sized frog mummy was in the middle of the
living room floor, probably dropped there by a dog who discovered it and
transported it to a spot more convenient for play. I just scooped it
up with bare hands and disposed of it.
3. There is no end to the
growing season, the mosquito season, the wasp season, the fly season.
All annoyances continue to grow year round.
4. There is truth in
the saying ,"...like a deer in headlights..." Although few blasts on the car
horn will scare away deer standing at the side of the road, it is the
ones you can't see before they are running across your path that will
nearly give you a coronary.
5. Try to find a
grocery store that doesn't stock Kilz-Em-Dead rat bait right next to the
fried pork rinds. However, if you find yourself there because the only
other grocery is out of something you need for dinner and a 36 mile
round trip to the next town seems excessive, do not look into the
meat case. I repeat, do not look into the meat case. Feet, intestines,
and stomachs from all manner of birds and beasts abound. And who says
the pull-date is really a deadline?!