It's times like these : :
: : I wish time would stop, if just for a moment, to inhale the fresh, crisp air ~ of all that is autumn.
: : I feel grateful to have this man in my life ~ This thoughtful husband, who always surprises me with perfect dinner conversation, night after night. We
never miss a beat, him & i.....
: : I sit at my table, thinking, i need to document
this....this sense of fullness that i feel. This love for photography and the present life around me.
: : I set in and begin a winter full of sewing projects....i walk into my studio and see fabric that i have gathered here & there.....i dream of
all that is to be made.
: : I see the temperature going down, and more layers going on. The winter hats come out & log johns are worn. Winter is upon us.
: : I laugh at the record breaking snow that left a blanket on our land, at just the end of
October....
: : I feel grateful to see the wood we harvested off our land, going into our stoves to keep us warm. Its a wonderful circle, this life......
: : I watch him. Content. Happy and at ease, as he drives his tractor. Simply happy &
right where he belongs.
: : I also watch him. Bouncing through the snow. Full of excitement & wonder.
: : That sometimes, the right evening consists of english muffin pizzas, popcorn and a camp-out on the living room floor. Yes, that is just right.
: : Little bits & pieces of our home come together. Tables are cleared of clutter & pictures go up.
: : We enjoy the gift of family around our dinner table & the candles that burn bright to light the darkness.
: : I listen as my father reads me a poem of the mountains, over the phone, but when he does, i am right in his lap, rocking.
: : I look forward to Thanksgiving. Our very first Thanksgiving. Surrounded with the gift of family & good food. Yes, this will be one to remember.
: : We look at each other with love & compassion, as we fill our freezer with local meat. We feel good to be able to do this, very good.
: : We have conversations of piglets. Perhaps two piglets will join us in the spring. Oh how fun that would be. Mine will be Ethel, and his Charlotte (bacon for short).
: : We enjoy babysitting charlie's cousins..... while they run wild around the cabin. very wild.
Yes, This life, This year, This day ~ I feel grateful.
It's times like this, i enjoy.
