Tuesday, October 21, 2014


The sun rises a bit later and sets a bit later each day and the suns angle is changing,
The lowering suns rays passing through the prisms  hung at each window  casts rainbows on my walls.   They are a delight to see. even though I know they signal the approaching cold and dark months.
Autumnal  light is clear, and tinged with warm golds , reds and burgundys.   Almost glowing especially at sunrise  and sunset

The shadows are soft , details are clearly visible.

The morning fogs, so common at this time of year are warm and golden from be backlit by the rising sun.   When I see them I am reminded of how the veil between worlds becomes ever thinner at this time of year.  And of the shapes that change as the fog lifts and rolls across the landscape.

 Diffused and warm, it softens hard edges, but lets us see the details clearly, creating a dreamlike landscape.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

last of the tomatos

What a beautiful day, fresh breeze, sparkling sunshine, bright blue sky.   After my morning chores, I sat on the deck for awhile, just listening to the leaves rustling, and
enjoying the sun.  The leaves still on the trees fairly sparkled in the sun.   Delicate clouds sailed overhead and everything was peaceful, the woods were quite, no birdsong, not even a barking dog.  there was a chill in the breeze, but I was enjoying it.

This year there were very few apples, last year they weight of apples bent and even broke limbs.  This year the apples are small and few and far between.  Summer was cold and rainy mostly , with a few bursts of extreme heat.  Much better for growing mold and fungi than, vegetable gardens. 

The snap beans loved the weather, but the tomatoes, peppers and cucumbers didn't.
Still there were some, and the taste of fresh cucumber sandwiches was all the better, for that..I thought that the first tomato would never ripen.  But they did, and they were so very good.  For the last two months, sliced tomatoes have been on the supper table almost every night. Tonight, I sliced up the last of them.   I saved some of the seed, and hopefully next spring I will start those seeds.  Canned and frozen,  we will enjoy the bounty of extras in the coming months, but the taste of  a fresh homegrown tomato, is a very long way away.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Silent sunday with some adds



Tuesday, October 14, 2014

haiku warm welcome

Locked door, hidden key

leaves have done my work for me  

welcoming, warm and bright.

Sunday, October 12, 2014

When you waited all year


The time is here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I have waited all !!!year!!!  THE MOST wonderful time of year!!! Because Halloween is near!!!

Halloween!  even the name sounds like fun, like being a kid again, or in my case still.
Scuffing through the leaves in my homemade costume, with a big paper shopping bag, often something we made in school, going to the Halloween parade.

The matinee at the old and slightly creepy theater, 25 Casper cartoons and a few Looney Tunes cartoons.   After the show  we all got some sort of prize, I can remember getting, a trick or treat bags with a owl  and the moon on it one year.  Another year  it was a plastic full face mask of either a leopard or a witch.  Still another a noisemaker that broke before we had walked more than a block of the nearly mile long walk home. I can't remember any of the cartoons we watched.

After getting our prize, we wandered out  into the brilliant sunshine, stumbling along  for a few moments until our eyes adjusted to the  brightness.   Giggling and generally acting silly or trying to be scary;  the crowd broke into smaller groups and began walking home, or if they had some money descended on  GC Murphys to buy candy, or a bottle of pop. 
By now the excitement was really building, especially for the older kids, who could travel from one end of town filling the sturdy sack  the Sinclair Gas station gave out.   The guy that ran it always had a huge stack, enough for all the kids on Valley Street and then some, and we each stopped in for one, and if he knew you by name you got some hard candy.   Hard candy, was good, apples and popcorn balls, were not, the houses that gave out apples from the trees in the lawn were just asking to get Tricked, homemade treats we OK, every kid knew who's Mom was a good baker.
Valley St. was a well lit street. but the side streets were not, in fact some of them were more like walking in the woods, many kids didn't feel brave enough to travel those side streets at night.  As seasoned Trick or Treaters we knew that because there were few kids coming to the door the treats handed out  by those folks were often much bigger and better.
Our parents knew we were pretty safe and seldom went along, the older kids would  walk with us telling stories about dancing skeletons and witches  and even vampires swooping down out of the trees, so we all grew up with a rich store of good stories to scare the bejeezus out of the younger kids we were expected to shepherd around in the coming years.    Those were just about the best three nights of the year and we all  hoped for good weather, no rain, parents would insist that we carried umbrellas, I don't think they realized that an umbrella was a dangerous object in the hands of candy crazed kids, who were also convinced that there was at least a walking, talking skeleton behind every tree. 
But still we bolted our suppers, donned whatever we could find and a mask and off we went.  Homemade costumes were the rule, often kid made, but the 29 cent wigs, also from GC Murphy. were a big bonus.  My Mother noted for her frugality, would drape all sorts of things on us and tell us that we were, something or other, and we always felt super.   Pretty much the same as all of the kids in our part of town.   On the night of All Hallows Eve there was usually a Halloween parade, if it was raining, it was held in the High School Gym.  Typically we only went when it was raining.   There were the kids in their store bought costumes, all glittery and perfect and  then there were the kids from Valley Street, wearing our fathers coats or our mothers dress, amazingly to us we were the ones who took the prizes. 

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Where are you? Full October Moon

I carried my camera and a hug mug of fresh coffee out past the sheltering row of  ancient Norway Spruce, to where I could almost see the horizon, though nestled  here in the woods, there is always a tree in the way,  and  there  were clouds.    Not that I was shocked by that, there had been clouds last  when I went to bed, but the Hunter's Moon  managed to  shine through, between them.   And when it was hiding behind them it lit the sky with a silvery glow.
 But then, there was only a silvery glow above the tree tops to the west.  No pictures for sure I though, and I was right.     But there was a reward in my getting up, besides how good the coffee tasted, stand there in the relative darkness, listening to rustling leaves, soft breezes, the sound of a distant coyote, and even an owl.   A spell cast by the Full Blood Moon, a calmness, an anticipation of the new day, and the feeling that the night, this night was like a warm cape wrapped around me.  

Predictions have been made about this Full Blood Moon,  and any lunar or solar eclipse for that matter.   The these events are part of the natural and calculateable  order of the heavens.   The 'blood' color, is caused by shadow, and based on other lunar eclipse's I have viewed, looks more like root beer brown, than red .   The red color does recall the Hunter's Moon and the blood of the harvested animal that fed the Hunter's family. 
~~Belinda Shipp

~~Neeraj Manda
Traditionally this is the Harvest Moon, Wild Wind Moon, Falling Leaf Moon, Gathering Moon, Halloween or Samhain Moon, Ivy Moon, St Michaelmass daisy Moon, Rutting Moon, Frozen water Moon, Foggy Morn Moon, Frost Moon, Turkey Moon, New Clothes Moon,  Birds flying (South) Moon. Maple Leaf Moon, Leaves Dancing Moon.      Rustling Leaves Moon,  Quiet Woods Moon,  or something about needing a jacket, or something like Laughing Children Moon  just thinking about the Trick or Treaters.     Anticipation moon, for the coming winter and the coming Holidays.    Fall Blues Moon for those who's reminiscing and dread of winter, yes, well you know.  
There is a certain magic in this moon, a friend mentioned The Stonehenge Moon, evoking the mists of long distant past, those who also looked at the Moon in wonder, those who came before us and those who will be here after we are long gone.   All of us under the same Moon.
Dear Readers for you enjoyment , and amazement, I share this with you.