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Wednesday: a Potpourri

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Tons of rain yesterday.

You don’t want to see the massive amount of wet leaves in my yard.

I don’t want to see them.

Nova replaced my cord. Look: the foot pedal actually reaches the floor! Thanks, Nova! Mabel thanks you, too. I’d love to start sewing something but I’m too busy doing this:

My wrist is a wee bit sore. I just ordered some more yarn. More scarves coming.

This is the vintage fabric I found the day we bought Mabel. I love these vintagey flowery fabrics. There’s about 3 yards of it and the fabric has a substantial weight.  Hmmm. What should I make?

Part of the mantel in the studio. I love these framed mottos. The graphics are fabulous. I found the one on the left and the one on the right was given to me by friend, Lori, owner of Vignettes in San Diego. The chair was meant for my dollhouse but the scale is off – it’s too big. Darn. The dog is part of a salt and pepper shaker set. Alas, I only have one. Do I need to say anything about the McCoy?

I moved my little piano up to the studio and I rather like it here. I’ve even caught Lambchop playing a tune or two. She’s quite good.

Thank you so much for sharing your own particular autumn with us. I loved reading everyone’s comments yesterday. And I really love threaded comments! Being able to respond to your comment on the comment page and sometimes get a dialogue going makes me happy. I’ve installed a plugin that lets you, the commenter, know if I’ve responded so I hope you’re enjoying that. If you ask a question, I’ll do my best to answer it right there.

A note or two on commenting: Many of you subscribe to MHC and sometimes you comment by responding on the actual post that has been emailed to you. That’s fine, though I don’t always receive those comments. If you can, I’d really love it if you could come here to leave your comment so that everyone can read it. And you can’t be entered in a giveaway by responding that way. You have to click on the post, come to the blog, and leave your comment here.

But here’s my main point:

When I see a new post from a favorite blogger in a reader, I always click over to the actual blog post. Yes, I know it’s an extra click. Here’s part of the reason I do that. If that blogger has ads on her blog – ads she is hoping to earn some income from –  she needs me to visit her blog. She’ll get nothing from me reading every post in my reader. Since I’ve started running ads, I have realized how vitally important this is, not only for me, but for other bloggers. And I want to support my fellow bloggers.

I have ads on this blog that provide a small income for me that I really need in these precarious times. So, if you feel inclined, occasionally stop by my blog and other blogs and visit the actual post. I’m not talking about clicking on the ads. I would never tell you to do that. Just stop by for a visit. That’s all you have to do. It takes but a moment but it can make a big difference in that blogger’s quality of life.

I thank you and I am grateful for each and every one of you.

Happy Wednesday,

A Sunrise, A Wedding & A Scarf

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Oh boy. The morning sunrise was so spectacular that I had to run outside in my socks and flannel pjs to grab some pictures.

This kind of amazing light spotlighting the autumn colors is so fleeting. One minute later, it was gone.

A moody sky, fall colors and a sunrise makes for some pretty pictures, no?

We went to a wedding this weekend. Heidi’s daughter Whitney got married to her longtime beau, Cory. I have to say this might be the loveliest wedding I’ve ever attended (not counting our own, which was pretty perfect.) They chose to be married at one of our local farms. The barn was decorated with hanging lights, hay bales and simple decorations. The rustic theme was beautifully realized with perfect touches everywhere I looked.

The ceremony itself was free of all extraneous hoopla and whittled right down to the essence of the vows. At the end, the minister said (I’m paraphrasing) Now the bride may kiss the groom. Right on, Whitney!

There were 2 white tents right outside the back of the barn – one for hors d’oeuvres and one for dinner. We drank out of mason jars. Heidi and Whitney collected all sorts of vintage china for 9 months so that every place setting was different. There was beautifully mismatched silverware. The napkins were tied with twine that held a place card. My neighbor, Elissa, did the flowers and they were pitch perfect.

There was such a relaxed vibe throughout the whole event. Whitney and Cory were completely at ease, as were their parents and wedding party. I’ve known Whitney for 7 years and have watched her grow into a lovely young woman. I am frankly amazed that she, at the young age of 22, handled all of this with such ease and grace. It was truly lovely.

Yes. I shed a tear or two.

There was dancing in the barn later, but we left before it started. Does that make us old fogies?

Probably.

Here’s a shadowy photo of Don and me at the reception.

Thank you, Whitney and Cory, for including us in your special day.

I just added this scarf to the shop:

The changes in color and shade are subtle and beautiful. (I can’t take credit for that – just the crochet!)

Update: Gosh, that went quickly! Penny bought it!

Happy Monday.

The Change of Seasons

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Night around here is suddenly much cooler. As are the mornings. I’ve been sitting on the porch, mug of hot coffee in my hands, gazing at the subtly changing landscape. The light is changing. Flowers have become a bit faded, leaves are ever so slightly yellowing. Though it’s still early in September, fall is definitely in the air.

Don was talking about the sort of melancholy feeling that can come with a change of season – at least this change of season. I know what he means. Perhaps it’s because we know that fall, as beautiful as it is, leads to winter. Fall used to be my favorite season and I still love it. But since I’ve had my gardens, spring and summer have become my favorite times of year. I know that I will have to say goodbye to my flowers in the not-too-distant future. Though fall’s crisp air fills me with energy, I also feel that melancholy that comes along with it.

I think I feel these things more deeply as I get older. I know the fragility of life in a way I didn’t when I was young. All of us of a certain age do. How can we not?  I’ve got what would be termed a ‘milestone’ birthday coming up later this year. I’m in denial; I’ll freely admit it. Time seems to move much more quickly the older we get. In the blink of an eye another year has passed and I feel time running away from me.

It makes every day more precious. I have to remind myself not to take these days for granted. I have to remind myself to treasure my time with this sweet girl, who also feels the change of seasons and is once again nesting on the sofa.

I have to remind myself not to get annoyed when my dad calls one too many times in the course of an evening. I must treasure the time I have left with him.

I have to remind myself to appreciate all the blessings I have at this moment in time.

I have to remind myself to stay in the present. For that’s all we have, really.

So, at this moment in time – Happy Thursday.

A reminder that A Favorite Thing #3 is this Saturday. I’ll have the post up and ready for your links at 8:00 pm EST on Friday.

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