Saturday, October 28, 2017

For The Love Of A Cat

Oliver came bearing gifts this morning.
A squirmy snake......
Trick or treat.
🐍
 
 


"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains un-awakened"
 
~Anatole France

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Long Awaited

I can hardly contain my excitement.
It's raining bucket-loads !!


image credit : unknown.

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Rainless Days

We have been without significant rainfall for over a month.
Usually by mid-October, we are surrounded by brilliant orange, and red leaves on the trees, but sadly they are turning brown, and falling to the ground.
Interesting, since we had a wet spring and summer, and now a dry, brown Autumn.
The Autumn Joy Sedum however, is turning a delicious shade of crimson.
 
 


Sunday, October 15, 2017

Season's End

The first time I laid eyes on this incredible English landscape painting, was in my hometown museum, I was smitten.
Depicting the ordinary, mundane chores of a gardener, at seasons end.
It reminded me of watching my grandfather, as he put his garden to rest after a successful growing season,  piles of now-spent rhubarb leaves, and endless stacks of  withered flowers.
I couldn't have been more than four years old at the time, but what an impression those days left on my early life.
A season ending, to begin again anew in just a few short months.
 
 

                                                                     Evening_Brockham
 
               Edward Wilkins Waite  (14 April 1854 – 1924)
 
 

Friday, October 13, 2017

Season Of Mists

Our day started with a thick, soupy fog, and much cooler weather than we have had in weeks.
It lingered all morning long, making driving quite dangerous.
Of all days, I had appointments to keep, and putting them on hold wasn't an option.
By noon, the fog had lifted, and sunshine had made an appearance.
A typical Autumn day, I tried to forget it was Friday the 13th.


 


Thursday, October 12, 2017

Home Sweet Home

 
 
Braided rugs
Tea-filled mugs
Flowers in jugs
Familiar hugs
Heartstring tugs
Home........

🏠

Monday, October 9, 2017

Autumn Days

Mother Nature must have heard our pleas for rain and obliged, courtesy of hurricane Nate.
The trees are slowly beginning their changing of color, yellows, oranges and reds.
Pumpkins are now decorating porches and gardens.
The songbirds busily returning to their winter homes.
The kettle is on the hob, and two sleepy felines are curled up by the hearth.
Autumn the gentle season.....

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Poldark Season 3 Reminder




Season 3 of Poldark returned last weekend on Public Broadcasting Service, Masterpiece Theatre.
I confess to being a latecomer in watching this incredible series, watching my first episode half way through season 2, and very quickly became hooked.
Luckily season 2 was repeated recently, in a prelude to the now showing season 3. Ross Poldark
( Irish actor,  Aiden Turner), and the entire cast keep me riveted to the screen.
Season 3 Episode Two airs tomorrow at 8PM Central time.
Older episodes can be found online via YouTube or the Public Broadcasting Service library.
Be still my beating heart.........

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Shine On Harvest Moon

The Harvest Moon brightened up the night sky as soon as the sun set.
According to NASA, the Harvest Moon is the closest full moon to the autumnal equinox, which was Sept. 22 this year.
The October Harvest Moon is the first in over a decade.
For several evenings, the moonrise comes soon after sunset. This results in an abundance of bright moonlight early in the evening, which was a traditional aide to farmers and crews harvesting their summer-grown crops. Hence, the name “Harvest” Moon!
Simply magical !


It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes
And roofs of villages, on woodland crests
And their aerial neighborhoods of nests
Deserted, on the curtained window-panes
Of rooms where children sleep, on country lanes
And harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests!
Gone are the birds that were our summer guests,
With the last sheaves return the laboring wains!
All things are symbols: the external shows
Of Nature have their image in the mind,
As flowers and fruits and falling of the leaves;
The song-birds leave us at the summer's close,
Only the empty nests are left behind,
And pipings of the quail among the sheaves.

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Rain-Less

We have been without rainfall for over a month now.
Our Autumn days have been unusually dry, considering throughout the Spring and Summer seasons we had more than our share of rain.
The lack of moisture will affect our Fall leaf show, trees have begun to lose their leaves, with very little color in sight.
The sunsets however remain spectacular.
 



 

 
 

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Holding On

The arbor- trellis roses are still blooming their little hearts out.
Perfect sunny days, and mist-laden, cool nights, affording them once last chance at a flush of beauty, before the first frost appears.






'Tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;

No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
To give sigh for sigh.

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one!
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.

Thus kindly I scatter,
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
From Love's shining circle
The gems drop away.

When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit,
This bleak world alone?


The Last Rose of Summer:  Thomas Moore 1805