Settling in and stocking up

I was going to write a post about the rediculous anarchist movie that I got from Neflix earlier this week, but seeing as how it was released in 2002 I suspect it's not news to anyone but me. You should go look at the link and maybe even Netflix it yourself, though -- I really think it wants to be a CIA-funded after school special.

So instead, I will sing the praises of my current favorite small book publisher: South End Press. They're a nonprofit collective based in Boston that's been majority women for decades and at least 50% people of color since the 90's. And damned if they don't keep publishing books that I absolutely need to read about the nonprofit industrial complex, gender, the media, and sustainability. Most recently its Manifestos on the Future of Food and Seed, and I'm excited about the forthcoming A Do-It-Ourselves Guide For Sustainable City Living too.

I think fall is going to be brief here in Philly, and daylight savings a week ago reminded me why I've never liked November. Allowing myself to be liberal with purchases from South End's inventory has been part of the prepping for winter that I am now seriously engaged in. Plastic is going up on the drafty double hung windows, the war with the mice has begun in earnest, and I'm brainstorming ways to stay sane in the colder, darker months. Hopefully there'll be lots of cooking with friends, movie watching, pot lucks and art projects. Clearly I've given in the LLBean/Landsend etc. admonishment to "stock up!", only instead of ribbed turtlenecks I've been accumulating books and yarn for knitting projects (both from my new favorite website, and from torn apart old sweaters). This winter I will be serious about self care. Really.

In the mean time I hope to soak up as much as I can of fall's warm colors while they last even if they come in the form of fabulous global warming sunsets.