a spirit of simplicity

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~ the last of the yellow leaves have fallen friday finds friday photo journal  our beautiful world

the blue spruce sits in the park just outside our door this weekend the season officially begins and we will see it lit up and beribboned  abc wednesday outdoor wednesday sweet shot

there was an old bureau in the kitchen which had three drawers yesterday when she came in from walking the beach she had placed her treasures on top and now there was a cozy melange   the top drawer was filled with table linens and mismatched cloth napkins that had been collected over the years, ribbons, bits of twine, an old bottle of glue,  some yellow string that had once been wrapped around a gift and three pairs of scissors with red handles the second drawer held hats and mittens and woolen sweaters  thick sweatshirts at the ready for walks on the beach with  guests who had underestimated the wind that swept off the sea as they walked the beach,  a faded green dog leash for when Sally came to visit  and some old toys that every one had forgotten were in there the bottom drawer stuck and was hard to close it held old photographs and scraps of fabric things that no one looked at very often bits and pieces of the

mosaic monday

to be honest i feel powerless in my choice it is my habit to attend these gatherings though i regard them  mostly as cycles of suffering days on the calendar I learned the lesson long ago  it is futile to fight the false sense of virtue i hope only to be able to create a gap  in which i see the true thanksgiving and i look forward to my undoing the sunday whirl dverse

i am thankful for our home on this rather tiny island and for the beautiful view that greets me each morning horizon my man has a sharp intellect and a sharp wit leather blue diagonal lines scavenger hunt sunday our beautiful world

that morning the snow came down falling so softly they hardly knew it was snow at all footsteps led to the path in the wood where the snow landed on yellow birch leaves trifecta poetry pantry

the weather has turned at last mornings are chilly and evenings are darn right cold ~ i have reached the end of the semester and am buried under school projects so this weekend i will be doing school work all day every day ~ i haven't had much of a chance to get out of doors to take pictures this shot of the red twigs is one of the few pictures I've taken all week i miss it ~ there is a tree in the school parking lot which i love every morning i touch it gently as i walk by and it touches me back ~ i am making pies and turnip for thanksgiving but my mother is making the turkey yay! random 5 friday  friday finds friday photo journal

one leaf from the yellow wood where they walked in the late afternoon curling in as if to beckon one deeper into the forest little things thursday favorite things thursday

Seed pods in the autumn garden  ~ since most of us will spend a goodly part of the coming months indoors with our friends and family it seems a good time for remembering that we reap what we sow ~ abc wednesday outdoor wednesday

 peeling back the layers now is the time for using onions from the local community gardens texture tuesday nature notes

leaves are falling all around It is stormy this morning and dark still here and there headlights from the   cars that leave early for work come down the curved hill  out of the little village  and onto the causeway that will take them past my house and off island  into the city last night just at twilight the fog crept in and covered the empty field now the wind is blowing heavy raindrops against the kitchen windows while i sit here at the table in the lamplight with my coffee mosaic monday

she sat at an isolated table in the corner of a darkened bar her legs were long and lanky stretched out beneath her her mouth was silky smooth and her wit was razor sharp he had gotten close enough to feel her pain and know that her breath was as sweet as the whiskey  she was drinking from a murky shot glass that left a puddle on the scarred wooden table he had been a bit befuddled at first  when he saw her walking out of the marsh but now he knew she was not a part of the human race sunday whirl dverse my boyfriend just told me that he has met a few women like this.....

 pattern sunglasses round  The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other; The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother. The moon on my left and the dawn on my right- My brother, good morning; my sister, good night. looking into the wood crunchy leaves underfoot scavenger hunt sunday

we spent Thursday afternoon with my daughters and Joe's sons we walked the November wood under a moon mostly full  ~~~ our weather is finally beginning to get cold  every night we turn on the electric "wood stove"  ~~~ sunsets have been stunning lately ~~~ this weekend i will be doing nothing but school work I have quite a bit due on monday and quite a bit more due after that.... ~~~ i plan on making blankets for my daughters for Christmas.... actually it will be a continuation of the blankets i planned on making for them last Christmas stay tuned.... yarn along friday photo journal random 5 friday friday finds

lichen and bittersweet little things thursday favorite things thursday

last I've heard that she who laughs, will last i cannot say if this is true my life's gone by so very fast and as for laughs, I've had a few my cares upon the winds, I cast and sailed away upon the sea straight and solid was my mast and my longing to be free been times life's hit me with a blast or rocked me sweet and slow i hear the whispers of my past singing soft and low my future yet is shining vast fate mingles with my own free will I've heard that she who laughs, will last and as for laughs, I'm laughing still poetry jam

they wandered past railings in the november wood   following the path to the long field   and picnicked on gingersnaps in the lowering sun  abc wednesday outdoor wednesday

great oaks from little acorns grow I heart macro

autumn is a lovely time for a   ride through the crisp yellow wood texture tuesday nature notes

an ordinary morning humming Julia in the sunny kitchen with you  an instant of dignity in the morning drill i wonder where the years have gone you are the star i use to navigate my visions yours is the stride i use to measure what we gain late morning light streams  though the window  and I buckle under the grace humming Julia in the sunny kitchen with you the sunday whirl poetry pantry  

mosaic monday

6 word friday

in the late afternoon sunlight the gate stands open welcoming a weary traveller and all who enter through the garden gate know that they are in a special place quite apart from the day to day world there's something about a gate in the garden that makes one believe in fairies and magical lands a gate in the garden is so much more than just a space in the fence ~~~ I am quite glad to have it be friday friday is such a pleasant sort of day ~~~ I am very glad as well to be sharing random 5 Friday here today ~~~ We have had some wonderful walking weather so far this autumn ~~~ the time change really messed with me this past week I've been sleeping on my feet by 6:45 at night and in the morning I've done all my chores by 6:30!  random 5 friday friday finds

ocean of love break me with the strength of a murmur ocean of love high upon these misty mountaintops all rivers all streams flow downhill ocean of love crash me splash me break me with the strength of a murmer hunkered down in the these trenches with you baby the moon and stars glimmer on the bay outside our bedroom window   imaginary garden with real toads   River  Ocean Love Moon Stars Strength Stream Crash Waterfall Splash Break Flow Murmur Trenches Gorges Downhill Lakes Mountaintops Bay Jungle Ponds

to walk around the island was one of her favorite things  the smell of the leaves the crunch and shuffle of them underfoot she loved to see them floating gently down  shining in the light against the blue autumn sky all blown about and blustery during a rainy windstorm in November there are those who rake them up as soon as they fall let life rush by their doorways there is a sweetness when one lingers in the autumn and for a little while she lets the leaves stay as they lay  little things thursday thursday favorite things home acre hop

I know for sure that love is all there is all there is that matters anyhow i know for sure that forgiveness counts i know for sure that  what i put out has a direct correlation with what i take in I wish I knew for sure  how to get through my day without a mad crazy craving for ice cream and I wish I knew for sure how to speak French or Latin or play the flute or the fiddle i wish i knew for sure how to paint a beautiful water color i don't know for sure  how it will all turn out in the end but i know for sure that  i'd rather be surprised I know for sure that things have been pretty topsy turvy so far and that at 50 years old  i have no better understanding  than i did when i was 25 poetry jam  

Just wait till next year, Charlie Brown. You'll see! Next year at this same time, I'll find a pumpkin patch that is sincere  and I'll sit in that pumpkin patch until the Great Pumpkin appears.  He'll rise out of that pumpkin patch  and he'll fly through the air with his bag of toys.  The Great Pumpkin will appear and I'll be waiting for him. outdoor wednesday

in the garden out and about texture tuesday nature notes  garden tuesday

a little bird told me some wishes came true in Boston mosaic monday amaze me Monday

dress up the woods are dressed up in all their splendor for the final performance eye candy pumpkin spooky orange scavenger hunt sunday

this is one of my favorite things about where I live I come over the causeway and am blessed with this beautiful view from my living room window I see just to the left of this Boston skyline i walked across the street to the beach to take this shot ~ I have to go to the registry of motor vehicles  I think it will take at least an entire day I'm bringing some reading materials and lunch... Joe and I are both doing a lot of studying every night we are both working on school things it's kind of nice ~ I just found a site that lists all kinds of candy that is gluten free I did not need this information ~ I have started having hot flashes not fun ~ Yay Sox!! random 5 friday friday finds