Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together
I've got some real estate here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes
And Mrs. Wagner's pies
And walked off to look for America.
--- Simon and Garfunkel
(And because you're already humming it, here's the link so you can sing the whole dang thing.)
Today - and every day - let's keep looking for America.
(Which is already pretty great.)
Happy 4th of July!
Fall on the first day of Spring.
Seems like a double fresh beginning, doesn't it?
Welcome Spring . . . and welcome Monday.
(Fresh beginnings are always a good idea.)
"This is the solstice, the still point of the sun, its cusp and midnight, the year's threshold and unlocking, where the past lets go of and becomes the future; the place of caught breath . . ."
Welcome the light!
I'm enjoying my garden's "golden days" right now.
Although I have a few other fall colors going on, it's most gold in my late fall garden.
The view from my living room window is pretty awesome right now.
Are you noticing something kind of . . . weird, in these photos?
Like . . . what's that golden pine tree doing out there?
Is it dead? Does it have a disease? What is UP with that tree????
Well, for starters . . . it IS turning gold.
And . . . it's not a pine tree.
It's a larch tree -- a deciduous conifer! That means it looks like a regular, old conifer for most of the year. But, come fall, the needles actually turn color and fall off -- just like a maple or a birch or any other deciduous tree.
Once my larch loses its leaves, though . . . it looks like a giant, dead, Charlie Brown tree all winter long! But for now? Golden!
Who'd've thunk it???
October 31 . . . and a bike ride?
Yet . . . there we were!
Sure. It was cold.
Leaves falling like snow.
Quiet on the trail.
And a great workout, to boot!
Really, what more could you ask for . . .
as October turns to November?
My days of dealing with hyper-excited kids - eager for one of their favorite nights of the year - are now in the long-ago past. But remembering those days is fun!
Cleopatra and Zorro, circa 1998.
Hope your day is full of treats!
Tomorrow begins NaBloPoMo. I'm in. Join me?
The weather this fall has been just incredible!
Oh, we've had some chilly days and some rain, but - for the most part - we've had warm-ish temperatures and a good share of sunshine.
Here it is, the last week in October, and I still have some of my containter plants outside!
I still enjoy sitting in my garden swing every day, and we're still having drinks-on-the-patio as often as we can manage it.
Shoot -- I'm still wearing my flip flops!
What a wonderful fall! Such a treat. . .
As the temperatures drop, I have been wanting one of those groovy-looking patio heaters. You know the ones? Tall. Sleek. Attractive.
Because . . . I want to stay out on the patio, enjoying drinks and snacks and looking at the garden . . . in my flip flops . . . for as long as possible.
So I sent Tom to Lowes.
And he came back with a perfectly serviceable, function-over-form propane tank-top heater.
Not even a little bit attractive.
But you know what? It WORKS.
As the sun went down and the temperature dipped into the low 50s, Tom and I enjoyed our drinks and snacks and conversation on the patio. Without coats. Without blankets.
Thanks, Mr. Heater!
My garden is winding down for the season. The leaves are turning color, and the flowers are on their last gasp.
Now is the time for berries to shine!
This absolutely lovely plant is the beautyberry -- and the berries? That's their actual, un-retouched color! I cut the plant to the ground in the spring, and the foliage is all rather nondescript during the summer, but - oh, my! - does it ever SHINE in the fall! One of my favorites. (The squirrels and birds are big fans as well.)
These are the fruit/berries of my Washington Hawthorn tree. They are lovely berries -- and such a treat for neighborhood squirrels and - one of my favorite birds - the cedar waxwing. I didn't plant the Hawthorn; it was here when we purchased our house -- and I have a rather love/hate relationship with the tree. I love the berries in fall. But. The tree has HUGE thorns (thus, the name), and early on, while doing some pruning, I impaled my thumb joint with one of the thorns. (I nearly had to have surgery to correct the damage. Thankfully, it healed without.) I have since made my peace with the tree, and enjoy the berries (and accompanying wildlife) every fall.
A couple of years ago, I "rescued" this porcelain vine from a clearance table at Lowes. I had no idea the berries were so beautiful! This $1.00 plant gives me so much joy every fall -- the colors are glorious. (And the birds love it, too!)
These are not berries . . . even though they kind of look like them. These are seeds emerging from their seedpod on my star magnolia. They're so exotic-looking -- and were such a surprise the first time I found them.
The garden brings joy in every season. In the fall? It's the berries!