Some changes in life are predictable. The return to cold weather is one I always look forward to—for many reasons: a much simplified landscape, seeing the “bones” of trees, the…
I am of that age where many of the memories of our son and daughter as young kids are, honestly, fading. That’s okay because the many memories still I still…
Even on days like today, raining and cold, I’m grateful to be alive to see the beauty around everywhere. Beauty? Yes, most of the stunning foliage is gone—though the bare…
The mountainsides are mostly bare of leaves. The hills much more “quiet” than a week ago. It is astonishing how fast it happens, when it does, leaving me in awe…
The leaves are mostly down now, after a long night of heavy rain. The past few weeks of fall foliage here in Vermont have been glorious. Still to come are…
Some years the foliage is just not as dramatically colorful as others (not the case this year!), and some years the water is too low or too high, and the…
A gift of three in purple this morning. A wonder-full way to start this day.
A delightful surprise to have these Heavenly Blue Morning Glories volunteer this year, mixed in on a post with purple Morning Glories, Clematis and grapes. Every morning I find a…
Coffee on the front porch in the sun with a couple Morning Glory vines twining up between me and the rising sun. I love the simple shapes and relationships between…
If I am honest, I must confess to occasionally casting an envious eye on those neatly planned and well mulched gardens. Sissinghurst comes to mind! Continuing my honest comments, however,…
Still Learning To See 