Showing posts from October, 2013

24 October

cozy, big skies, mellow out, driftwood
bonfire, acorns, relaxed, ebb, flow, together

bottles of beach house red wine

6 word friday

25 October

I like this corner of my living room
it's filled with 
sepia toned photographs
and afternoon light
I walked the beach last night
the wind was blowing hard and cold off the ocean  my cheeks were rosy red and my fingers were cold
as I took off my wellies in the kitchen time for  a cupan tae


 leaves are falling all around 
when we come home
we crunch through a pile of them at the bottom of the back porch steps
I'm not ready to rake them up yet though
I like the way they smell
there is only the one bottle of white wine left in the fridge
I won't buy any more until the warm days return
red wine is for the late autumn and winter season

 I love this season of autumn
we are out of doors less often 
and so we get a chance to be a little 

random 5 friday
friday finds

24 October

in the high hay field

yesterday they walked the wood
in the later afternoon when the shadows fell long

 two of them frolicked with 
the dreams of youth 
that skipped farther ahead
and paused for a moment on the curve

 in the leaf littered path
where the sun shone down in splintered sunlight

two of them heard silent footfalls 
 meandering on the green earth behind them
and brought to mind other days 
not so long past  they walked slow enough to hear
ancient laughter in the sound the leaves made when they fell

they harvested  dreams
and things that might be
or may have been already 

the four of them  

and they welcomed the phantom 
that danced so full of mirth between them and kept their company on these hallowed trails
and sang the song of the forest

then when they reached the high hay field
that phantom took his bow
and left them to the twilight

little things thursday homeacre harvest hop
thursday favorite things

23 October

out and about in the oaken wood
on the open road  with his old man
full of optimism

abc wednesday
outdoor wednesday

22 October

the wood was lovely that day
we walked through a magical fairy land 
yellow and muted browns seem to be the colors 
this autumn
not so many oranges or reds
so that when you do see them they look as if they are on fire

Tuesday muse
texture tuesday
nature notes
garden tuesday

21 October


20 October

we dig deep holes in gravel

put up fences

and build our walls up brick by brick

it's a balancing act they tell us

as if we could have noticed everything
as if we could have prepared for tentacles
that climbed our fortresses
and left our eyes and mouths
staring into vacancy

in the end we are nothing 
time cheats us all
and trashes everything

poetry pantry
sunday whirl

20 October



first world problem

we have had a glorious past few weeks and so I struggled with this particular prompt

even our cell phone service has been uninterrupted 


all was still as we came to this spot in the wood

we sat for a moment and listened to the leaves falling

a good day
Joe and I went apple picking with my daughters and his sons
it's fairly rare that we all get to be together
but when we do it's a great big love fest!!

scavenger hunt sunday

our beautiful world

18 October

we walked the oaken wood for the past 3 days
the colored leaves and dappled sunlight 
have been beautiful 
but the acorns are scarce this year
even standing under great oaks that are hundreds of years old
acorns have been hard to find
some years are like that 
yesterday just as we started up the trail from the high hay field
we saw a deer standing 
we all just froze and watched each other for a bit
and then she leaped off
later as we came out of the high hay field on the way home
we came upon a couple riding their horses 
through the autumn wood
they stopped and let the boys sit on the horses for a moment
a beautiful black fresian horse from Norway
such a beautiful animal
the later mornings are making me want to sleep in later
my internal body clock rises and falls with the sun
apple picking last week was great fun
we had my daughters and Joe's boys with us
my mother was there as well
we got wonderful pictures of all the children
even though my "children" are 2…

17 October

the road through the wood
 smells of autumn
in October

we walk in dappled sunlight

and it's all lacy leaves of orange and yellow
footsteps crinkle and shuffle

and kick up leaves

as we go traipsing along

to the high field

where the deer come out

to feed in the twilight

we are going back again tomorrow

acorns and yellow feathers and giant oak leaves  await us there
treasures of infinite value

little things thursday
share your cup
thursday favorite things
home acre hop

16 October

from September's garden
by now there is naught but seed

abc wednesday
outdoor wednesday

15 October

morning sunlight through the kitchen window
 ~ ~ ~ i have brought the geraniums indoors to overwinter
they are set up all over the house and litter the floors with their petals

it is a small price to pay for such cheerful and colorful beauty

 we shall have few flowers till spring
so i am loathe to sweep them up
but let them stay as they lay
all tiny droplets of bright beauty
on the wooden floor 
in the sunlight

tuesday muse
texture tuesday
nature notes
garden tuesday

13 October

He was born in a burst of thunder

and spent his life

mending the edges

of a sleepy world

with microscopic circular stitches

some called him a prophet

and some a drunkard

they were bound by their own mediocrity

and had no other expectations

it seems to me he trumped them all

Sunday whirl
poetry pantry

11 October


4 October

Johnny Walker was an arrogant bastard

he left me in the barrio

while he went after my middle sister

I called El Presidente

who sent his Captain Morgan

but in the morning they were all gone in a

green flash

Next time I think I'll stick to Belvedere

Imaginary gardens with real toads

the prompt is different types of Alcohol...

6 October

I swept my chances into a yellow basket
filled with clever blinks and secret handshakes
and the flesh of my dreams
I set it down in a corner of the porch
 for the length of
another human's life time

now there is a nest of ripened stars
where once that basket stood
and so I pull them out one by one
and fly

poetry whirl poetry pantry

4 October

It's not that easy being green having to spend each day the color of the leaves when I think it could be nicer being red or yellow or gold or  something much more colorful like that
When green is all there is to be. It could make you wonder why. But why wonder, why wonder? I'm green and it'll do fine. It's beautiful! And I think It's what I want to be!
Kermit the frog

6 word Friday

4 October


     I am attending college for the first time in my life! There are many different reasons why I never attended before none of which I want to go into here...we only have 5 minutes. I am enjoying it now more than I ever thought I would. I am surprising myself! I have remembered that I am smart! Joe has been telling me that for years but I wasn't convinced. Yesterday at school I had a class mate tell me I am smart as well. This is such good news to me! I have spent the last 20 years being convinced that I wasn't very smart.
     I have to take comp 101. Please imagine sad, frowny faces inserted here...It's a lot of writing.  I have always written on a blog or in a journal. But, this is formal writing in a certain style on a certain topic. So far, I am doing very well though and more importantly I'm stretching myself out of a comfort zone and I like it!!

5 minute friday

4 October

This little fellow flew into the window on our porch last weekend....three times 
He just kept getting up and doing it over again.
He was so stunned that he just sat on the porch getting it together for about a half hour.
Which of course gave me the perfect opportunity to go out there with my camera and get a picture.
At last he flew away hopefully a little wiser.
I am not sure what type of bird he is...perhaps a female goldfinch?

I have picked up some bird seed for the feeder on the porch.
We are experiencing what I think will be the last of the beautiful warm weather for the past few days
so I think I'll wait a bit before I put it out.
~ I still have to pull the geraniums in to over winter. 
Every time I bring them in the temperatures climb back up and I lug them back out to the porch.
I might be willing to work out some kind of a deal with mother nature if it would keep the temps
from getting too cold. At least through Thanksgiving.
for the good of every one.
My psyc. teac…

2 October

Last of the summer blossoms
 Lingering on the vine

abc wednesday
outdoor wednesday

1 October