eye candy

  Sunday afternoon at Indian Head Farm where I felt like a kid in a candy shop surrounded by all this amazing color and Monarch butterflies at every turn       while all these blossoms will soon be fading they will be replaced by the vibrant fall foliage as for the winter… I have bookmarked this post so that I may revisit here…

pining

got cones? oh my I’m afraid we will be raking a whole lot more than leaves this fall!

on the road

this morning I came to the conclusion that I really must get out of bed earlier I’ve been missing out on way too much

art work

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web. ~Pablo Picasso

Hop Brook

it looked eerily the same as I remember it back in 2001 the sky was a crystal blue and cloudless the air had a slight feel of fall to it  yesterday I decided to skip my run and take a walk instead along the brook a quiet space a perfect spot to stop and to reflect    just before I turned around to head…