“No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty. Whether as seen carving the lines of the mountains with glaciers, or gathering matter into stars, or planning the movements of water, or gardening ~ still all is Beauty!” ~ John Muir
Good Sunday morning, dear friends. I don’t know about you, but today finds me desperately trying to hold onto these last beautiful days of autumn. November, like October, is moving way too fast for my liking. While autumn has been glorious in the ‘Mountain State,’ we are beginning to see signs of ‘Old Man Winter’ with the arrival of his good friend, ‘Mr. Jack Frost.’
“Of yellow leaves and gossamer In autumns that there were With morning mist and silver sun And wind upon my hair.” ~ J.R.R. Tolkien
A storm blew through our area this past week and most of our lovely yellow leaves are gone. But I treasure the few which remain. I thought I would share a few golden beauties, just in case yours may be gone as well.
“Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue.” ~ John Muir
“November at its best ~ with a sort of delightful menace in the air.” ~ Anne Bosworth Greene
With November in such a rush, I must also rush to attend to a few remaining things in the garden before I can say, “She is tucked in for her long winter’s sleep.” You probably wonder, “Doesn’t she know November arrives at the same time each year?” Oh, but let me tell you what I have been doing. Our sunroom looks like a drying shed. I decided to dry our limelight hydrangeas and they have behaved beautifully, along with a few roses. My plan is to make an arrangement for our Thanksgiving table. I want to make the table extra special this year, as I feel the fact that we are well is so very much to celebrate. If the arrangement manages to resemble the picture in my head, I will ask Mike to take photos. He is quite good with a camera and you know, I am not.
Also, Mike found the candied fruit at the grocery store yesterday, last year it was not to be found in any of our markets. So, the good news is, I will be making our fruit cakes the day after Thanksgiving. A long-standing tradition for me.
Dear friends, I hope you have enjoyed your visit and hearing about what I have been up to. I should add to my list that much of our Christmas decorating is in the works. However, we never have our ‘Grand Illumination’ until after Thanksgiving. To us, Thanksgiving is far too special to be rushed through, and especially this year.
Know I wish you and yours a lovely day.
May you see the light in all the little things along your path. Stay Well!
“Novembers are for softest sleep when skies are dark and grey. They do not mind the time you keep when night looks much like day. They do not mind the rain that falls so warmly down your cheek. ‘Rest easy now’ is what they’d say if months knew how to speak.” ~ Ellis Nightingale
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