Today I worked on campus and took a rosary walk at lunchtime. I left a little early to get to the planetarium at a local high school for a Shamrock Club event. We watched a presentation on ancient sites in Ireland that line up astronomically with the solstice, the equinox, or the in-between times, like Samhain (which is pronounced saw-ain), right between the autumnal equinox and the winter solstice. It is a time that many cultures consider the veil between this life and the next to be at its thinnest, not just the Irish (from whom we get a lot of our Halloween traditions, like jack-o-lanterns and trick-or-treating), but the Mexicans with their Day of the Dead, and of course in Christianity it's All Saints/All Souls Days right at the beginning of November. Maybe it was the spooky subject matter, but I found my ride home a bit eerie, maybe because nobody else was on the road as I drove the dark route north along the lake.
They were probably all watching the Brewers. When I got home, Travalon had the game on and the score was a couple of goose eggs, but in the fifth inning the Brewers were hitting like crazy, and not even home runs, just base hits, but they got ten runs. Then Travalon said he hoped the Rays would at least score one run, and in the bottom of the ninth he got his wish, so the final score was 10-1. It seems likely that the Brewers will win their first World Series title. They may even do it tomorrow if they sweep the series.
Travalon went to the zoo yesterday while I was at the Vespers service, and he took some photos: the new lion, the rhino, flamingos, a meerkat, a polar bear (allegedly pregnant), and a couple of capybaras, as well as some random fall foliage.
Here are some more photos Travalon took last week, of train graffiti in the yard in town.




























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