enter autumn

enter autumn

autumn gold

 

 

 

                                                  

mixed messages

mixed messages

The right word may be effective, but no word was ever as effective as a rightly timed pause.

~Mark Twain

secret

come sit

“The Secret Garden was what Mary called it when she was thinking of it. She liked the name, and she liked still more the feeling that when its beautiful old walls shut her in no one knew where she was. It seemed almost like being shut out of the world in some fairy place. The few books she had read and liked had been fairy-story books, and she had read of secret gardens in some of the stories. Sometimes people went to sleep in them for a hundred years, which she had thought must be rather stupid. She had no intention of going to sleep, and, in fact, she was becoming wider awake every day which passed at Misselthwaite.”

― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

eye candy

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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

 

 

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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
some dark, cold, snowy, day
in January

for a little reminder that
 color will return again!

pining

got cones?

pining

got cones?

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