Sunday, November 19, 2017

Listen . . . With faint dry sound, Like steps of passing ghosts, The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees And fall. ~ Adelaide Crapsey The wind is howling this morning; it will make short work of the few leaves that still cling to branches. It was odd, a few weeks ago when the snowpocalypse

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Believing takes practice. ~Madeline L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time It seems like I’ve been busy this week.  I have been, to some extent, but also the days of forced and snowy hygge have left me feeling discombobulated. I’m thankful for the pause of Sunday and the opportunity to reset. My blog book project is moving

Friday, November 3, 2017

“You wake up on a winter morning and pull up the shade, and what lay there the evening before is no longer there--the sodden gray yard, the dog droppings, the tire tracks in the frozen mud, the broken lawn chair you forgot to take in last fall. All this has disappeared overnight, and what you

Thursday, November 2, 2017

“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” ~ Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland It’s almost 4:30 a.m. and I just

Monday, October 30, 2017

“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” ~ Albert Camus Images of the changing landscape are everywhere. Photographers, and those who are simply struck with the grandeur of the changing season, share images of brilliant gold, orange, and red—autumn’s finest putting on a show and then falling to the ground. Colourful mulch,

Thursday, October 19, 2017

“Simplicity is the final achievement. After one has played a vast quantity of notes and more notes, it is simplicity that emerges as the crowning reward of art.” ~ Frédéric Chopin Autumn moves lazily along. I spend the morning making Sungold tomato jam using the tomatoes I threw in the freezer throughout the summer. I move