October…

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.

It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?

—L.M. Montgomery (from Anne of Green Gables)

Silhouette of trees and a calm river at sunrise, with mist rising over the water and warm orange hues in the sky.

Thank you to all of my friends and family who made my 60th birthday incredibly fun, meaningful, and memorable. Watch out world, FIRE HORSE WOMEN are being unbridled this year.

A “Curse” That Changed Demographics by Angela Chan-Danisi

In East Asian astrology, a “Fire Horse” year is said to produce women of extraordinary spirit—brilliant, independent, and unafraid to defy convention. Yet this same astrological sign is often viewed with suspicion, its energy seen as too intense or disruptive. This paradox, known as the “Fire Horse Effect,” still echoes today: powerful women are frequently celebrated for their ambition and drive, but just as often criticized for being “too much.”
In 1966, Japan saw a notable drop in births, which has been linked to the belief that women born in the Year of the Fire Horse would bring bad luck to their marriages and families.
Neither the economy nor new policies caused this drop. It was driven by superstition.
For generations, people believed women born in the Year of the Fire Horse were too strong, independent, and too disruptive for traditional families.
What matters most is not the belief itself, but its impact. Even irrational cultural stories can be strong enough to change a country’s population trends.
This isn’t about astrology. It’s about how people behave as a society.
The Fire Horse superstition illustrated this pattern symbolically. When systems feel threatened, they look for someone to blame. https://www.forbes.com/sites/angelachan/2026/02/08/the-fire-horse-effect-why-powerful-women-are-still-labeled-too-much/

GIDDY UP

Upper Plains Gothic…

I just returned from a two week trip to South Dakota attending a conference, visiting family, friends, and shooting loads of photos. I spent most of one week sorting through my grandfather’s letters, newspaper clippings, photographs, and books. Under lamplight, in a quiet basement office, Grandpa guided my research from beyond yonder. This research led to many discoveries and even more questions.

My mind’s eye is somehow seeing everything torn, creased, faded, scratched, or yellowed. I saw my new photographs in the same way when I got home to Vermont.

Perhaps that’s why I find myself looking backward. The past has a clarity I can no longer see in the present. —Kristin Hannah/The Nightengale

A special thanks to everyone who made my trip so quite special.

Jo and Mark, there are far more photographs I want to share. Your dedication to Herrick’s history is inspiring, and the dance hall is gorgeous. When you offer memberships, please let me know.