The Homestone

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

September frost

 A beautiful frosty September morning on the meadow.

 A refreshing and exhilarating time of year!



 "Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower." - Albert Camus







It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice can speak. - See more at: http://peopleforothers.loyolapress.com/2010/09/more-mary-oliver/#sthash.qocQOZLD.dpuf
 Praying

It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch

a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway

into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.

~ Mary Oliver ~
(Thirst)
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice can speak. - See more at: http://peopleforothers.loyolapress.com/2010/09/more-mary-oliver/#sthash.qocQOZLD.dpuf

Friday, September 06, 2013

Rubber Boot Adventures

 
"Christopher Robin was sitting outside his door, putting on his Big Boots. As soon as he saw the Big Boots, Pooh knew that an Adventure was going to happen, and he brushed the honey off his nose with the back of his paw and spruced himself up as well as he could, so as to look Ready for Anything."

 

Here on the meadow we love our rubber boots / wellies / gumboots ....
David and I affectionately call them 'bubba roots'.  They are my favourite footwear!  Fortunately because of our lifestyle I can wear them almost anytime, and do! Without them I might miss out on some pretty great adventures. 

The latest adventure with my Big Boots was a picture taking wander after a thunder and hail storm the other night and as the mist moved in. 



  
It was a magical evening that carried on into the dark with a star heavy sky.