Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Goodbye September

The most perfect of Fall days. 
A mere seventy one degrees, sunshine and NO humidity, which is rare as hen's teeth for this part of the country.
Tom-Tilly is chasing leaves around the garden, she seems to have accepted that Oliver is off on his travels, wherever they may have taken him...... 


 An early American writer described Indian Summer well when he wrote, "The air is perfectly quiescent and all is stillness, as if Nature, after her exertions during the Summer, were now at rest."
      ~ John Bradbury 1817

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

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)
 

Saturday, September 26, 2020

Early Autumn Days

These early days of Autumn, a little decorating, a little gardening, a little relaxing.                       Nights are drawing in fast, dark before the clock strikes seven now.

Our days are still seasonally warm, in these Southern United States, giving the opportunity to finish those end of summer chores, before Old Man Winter sets in.

Kiddies are worried their Halloween trick-or-treating may be a "no go" this year, life as we knew it....on hold.





Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Ode To Autumn



 

There is a subtle change in the air.
Cool mist-filled mornings, and daytime temperatures are seasonably pleasant. 
Trees are slowly changing from greens to oranges and browns,  Autumn has unmistakably arrived.




 


"Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells."

~ John Keats



Monday, September 21, 2020

Goodbye Sweet Summer

  

 " When summer gathers up her robes of glory, and like a dream of beauty glides away. "
 
~Sarah Helen Power Whitman
 
 
 
 









 

 
 

 
  

Friday, September 18, 2020

'Til They're Clean And Sparkly



 
The most beautiful of late September days today. Cooler temperatures and mild breezes.
I've spent the majority of the time cleaning away Summer's dirt and grime, 
Windows are washed, and porches swept, late afternoon I baked two loaves of banana nut bread, one to keep, and one to send home with my visiting granddaughter.
A simple day, to be savored.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

Tea Party Jabberwocky







I had a little tea party
This afternoon at three.
'Twas very small-
Three guest in all-
Just I, myself and me.


Myself ate all the sandwiches,
While I drank up the tea;
'Twas also I who ate the pie
And passed the cake to me.




~ Jessica North Nelson

Sunday, September 13, 2020

And The Rains Came

Deluged with rain today, bucket loads of the stuff, the town creek has flooded, and water is standing everywhere.
The flowers look bedraggled, water-logged in fact.
This picture of the Autumn Joy Sedum was taken mid-week, it's finally in bloom, and turning a delicious shade of crimson.
Autumn is just around the corner.




Thursday, September 10, 2020

Summer's Bounty

Enjoying a taste of the last Summer strawberries.
I'm freezing the remainder, to indulge in, on a cold Winter's day.
Topped with a dollop of clotted cream, or maybe use them to make a  lovely batch of strawberry scones.
Accompanied by a nice pot of tea.
*grin*
 
 
 

Tuesday, September 8, 2020

Little Things That Make Me Smile

 "As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful."
                                                  ~Laura Ingalls Wilder
                                                                            








                                                         



Sunday, September 6, 2020

Seasons Changing

Summer is fading fast, last night the temperatures dropped to the perfect sixty degree range, and finally the humming of the air conditioner was silenced.
School children have once again returned to their classes, albeit on  a staggered schedule, and towns are slowly rolling out their sidewalks, to gently encourage some kind of normalcy.
The rhythm of life continues......