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Moody Skies: Autumn Edition

November 5, 2013 at 8:10 am by Claudia

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Lately, Don and I have been taking a walk at the end of the day; that time of day when the sun is about to set and darkness isn’t far behind. On Sunday, the sky was full of dark clouds and the late afternoon light blazed through the clouds, creating some spectacular autumn scenery.

Timing is everything.

The walk: a few hundred feet down our road, then a right turn onto another lovely road, then back again. Simple. I’m going to share the photos in chronological order, ending with a glorious sunset.

We live in a beautiful place.

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We live on the top of that hill. Just on the other side of this view.

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By the time we got home it was dark.

We looked and gasped and stood in awe and thought, not for the first time, how lucky we are to live here. For all the inconvenience of living so far from the city, for all the days we miss California, for all the days we long for someplace warm, for all the days we wish we weren’t saddled with a mortgage, there are days like this that stop us in our tracks and fill us with gratitude.

Happy Tuesday.

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Filed Under: autumn, Don, life, nature 56 Comments

The Autumn Garden, Reading & Baseball

October 18, 2013 at 9:32 am by Claudia

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Now the catalpa has begun dropping its big, heart-shaped leaves. It’s usually the last holdout here at the cottage. The weather has been warm, sunny and generally lovely. But last night we got some rain and those who are in the know say we will now be having much cooler temperatures. Ever watchful, I check the predicted low temperature every day. My goal is to hang on to all my plants as long as possible. I do this little dance every autumn. If there’s a danger of frost, I go into a flurry of activity, bringing plants in from the porch for the night, covering those plants in the ground that are still blooming. I’ve already discussed my ‘Plan’ with Don to cover the Chicken Wire Fence Garden and keep it going as long as possible.

I fight the good fight – never wanting to give in and say ‘uncle’ until the last possible moment.

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Yesterday, on a beautifully warm and sun-filled day, we sat for a spell out on the Funky Patio. I grabbed the chair that gave me a prime view of the Chicken Wire Fence Garden. It’s full of blooms; with morning glories and zinnias in colorful profusion. Big fat bumble bees hovered over the galvanized planter, circled around the geraniums and gomphrena. Scout lapped up the sun.

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I remarked to Don that it’s a good thing I planted a later-blooming garden because it not only gives us pleasure, it provides much needed sustenance for bees and butterflies. There’s a heck of a lot of activity around these flowers. I’ve been watching bees dive down into the very center of morning glory blossoms, disappearing for a while, then reemerging to continue the search for another snack.

If I wanted, I could move a chair smack dab in front of the Chicken Wire Fence Garden, watch all the activity and be entertained for hours. Maybe I will.

These are all current photos, by the way. This is how the garden looks at this point in time. There are a few blooms in the garden beds; the limelight hydrangea, some roses and some cosmos are still hanging in there. The sedum is wearing its autumn colors. But this little garden is the star of the show. It’s the grand finale.

I’ve finished Bury Your Dead by Louise Penny and have moved on to A Trick of the Light, the next in the series. Only two more to go after that and then I will have to join all the other fans who found her long before I did and wait until the next book is published. Sigh.

I’m on the waiting list at the library for the newest Lee Child (there are a lot of people ahead of me,) Daniel Silva (a lot of people ahead of me) and Deborah Crombie (first in the queue.) In the meantime, I have review books to read, as well. Don’t forget: I have a book giveaway going on at the moment. Scroll down for the review and leave a comment if you are interested.

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We’ve been watching the Red Sox battle the Tigers. Draining. Exhausting. Tension-filled. Both teams are so evenly matched that it truly is a battle. Sometimes I have to cover my eyes or leave the room because I need a break from all the anxiety that accompanies these games. Last night I walked away for a bit and did the dishes, occasionally calling out to Don, “What’s happening??” Today is a travel day so we get a breather, then tomorrow we are right back at it.

I love October baseball.

Happy Friday.

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Filed Under: autumn, baseball, bees, books, flowers, garden 29 Comments

A Change of Seasons

September 24, 2013 at 9:14 am by Claudia

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Yes, indeed. Autumn is here. That maple is going to be pretty spectacular when all the leaves have changed color. I took this on my, for lack of a better word, ‘power’ walk. Why the heck I haven’t been doing this the entire time I’ve been here is beyond me. We don’t have sidewalks in my neighborhood back home and it sure is handy to have not only sidewalks, but a park, right across the street from where I’m staying.

That orange/gold/brown color is such a memory-stirrer for me. I grew up in Michigan and autumn meant the beginning of school and one new skirt and sweater that I was determined to wear despite the still-warm temperatures. It meant walking to school amidst the crackle of fallen leaves, the golden light that only comes in fall, football games and marching bands, candy corn and sweaters, cooler temperatures, crisper air. I think that when one is younger, autumn can mean a fresh start, a new beginning – that’s what school always meant for me. But as I grow older, the change into autumn can make me melancholy. Same thing for Don. Because I garden, summer has become my favorite season; the advent of autumn means the end of all that. It also means that winter is around the corner. Winters are hard where I live. And they’re long. The days are shorter. Darkness comes all too quickly.

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I didn’t realize until I was choosing the photos for this post that the flowers on my coffee table are the same color as the leaves on that tree. I must have instinctively chosen a fall palette because I sure didn’t think about it when I was buying them at Trader Joe’s.

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Oh, Autumn, you are lovely but I’m not ready for you. I’m not ready for the relentless march toward Winter. I’m not ready for shorter days, for having to turn the heat on, for the shoveling that lies just around the corner, for boots and cold days.

I’m simply not.

How do you feel about the change of seasons? Is there a seasonal change that is hard for you? Or do you thrive on those changes?

Happy Tuesday.

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