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An Encounter on our Walk

October 5, 2024 at 9:33 am by Claudia

These autumn wildflowers – asters – are all over the property. This clump is right by our rain barrel. The front lawn is now covered in leaves once again. In fact, everything is covered in leaves, including my car. It’s a sunny and beautiful day. Don has to sing at a memorial service today. A few months back, a young man heard one of Don’s songs and asked if he could sing it at his uncle’s memorial service. Don, of course, said yes. About a week ago, Don got a phone call from the widow, asking if Don would sing the song at another celebration of her husband’s life that is taking place in Connecticut. It’s in the afternoon and he’ll have a lovely drive. He’s taking my car as his is with his mechanics, who are trying to figure out the lights on his dashboard that keep coming on, even though the car is fine. Otherwise, it will fail inspection.

I liked cars better when there was no computer involved.

Yesterday’s adventure:

We went to the library for our walk – a little earlier than usual, about 9:45 or so. The library sits on a hill and there is a long driveway that leads up to the building. It’s perfect for our walk because there isn’t a lot of traffic. We started at the top, and walked downward towards the road, turned around and started walking back up, Suddenly Don said, “Look!” There was a black bear crossing the driveway, coming from the rail trail on the right. He headed for the back yards of some houses. After standing still for a bit, we continued on the walk, knowing he was gone. Went up and down a few more times and then it was me who said “Look!!” He was crossing the drive again going back toward the rail trail. But this time, he turned left into the area behind the library, walking near the rear deck and, eventually, making a right turn onto the trail.

It was so neat to see him! And, as the library hadn’t opened yet, we were the only people there. After we finished the walk, a guy came off the trail with his dog (named Bear, ironically) and we warned him about the bear. But I’m pretty sure the bear was long gone at that point.

Very, very cool! And just far enough away from us that we didn’t feel any fear. Just awe.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

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Foggy Fall Morning

October 4, 2024 at 9:07 am by Claudia

It’s a very foggy fall morning! Just gorgeous. Don took a little walk in our woods and he said it was very atmospheric.

We watched the Mets last night and that had to be the most stunning turnaround in a 9th inning I’ve ever seen. We were screaming. Wow. Wow Wow. Big congratulations!

I’ve been feeling under the weather the past few days – sinuses – but today seems better. Hurrah! We’ll take a walk this morning and I’ll return some library books at the same time. Then, I’ll be catching up on some chores around the house; vacuuming, dusting, watering the houseplants, etc.

I saw another monarch yesterday – from the upstairs window in our bedroom. Soon it will be time for them to fly south. I officially vowed to always have zinnias around because they are the only viable flowers at this point in the year and the monarchs need that sustenance. I watched him flit from zinnia to zinnia. Of course, I’ll always have milkweed as well, even though they spring up in my big garden bed and crowd out the other flowers. This year, I thinned them a bit and that worked well. Believe me, we have plenty of milkweed even with the thinning.

I finished my puzzle yesterday. The World of The Great Gatsby.

It was a joy to work on, but those partiers were very, very tiny. This is definitely my favorite line of puzzles. The company only creates two new puzzles a year, so they’re a precious commodity.

I just looked out the window here in the den and my gosh, the fall colors are beautiful. Lots of gold maple leaves along with the beginnings of red oak leaves. I need to be present and take this in because it will all be gone in a few weeks.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday,

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Golden

October 2, 2024 at 8:39 am by Claudia

The vibrant yellow goldenrod around the property is keeping me going in the midst of all rest of the flowers and plants fading away. (Impossible to get a clear photo of it – sorry.) On one hand, I’m ready for autumn and the seasonal change. On the other, I’m mourning the last days of my gardens. This change is never easy for me and – I’ll be honest – it leaves me feeling melancholic.

Because it’s been so rainy, I haven’t been able to mow the largest part of the front lawn. I had to wait a day for it to dry out and I tackled it yesterday. The aim was to cut the grass, of course, but also to chop up/mulch all the leaves on the front lawn. The new lawn mower is too low to the ground, no matter how much we adjust the height. So I used the older mower without any front wheel – or is it rear wheel? – drive. I ended up doing the entire front lawn all the way up to the entrance of the secret garden. Needless to say, I’m feeling sore and congested this morning, though I’m pretty proud of myself for tackling it. There will be more leaves, of course, and I’ll have to do it all over again, but for the moment, it looks better out there.

I didn’t watch the debate last night, though I kept up with it via Threads. (Smarmy mansplaining liars aren’t my thing.) We watched the baseball game instead.

The Canada geese are flying overhead much more often these days. The sound of their honking is one of my favorite things. I often see them in the river when I drive to the library. I saw one catch a fish the other day. I haven’t seen the Great blue heron lately. Is he still there or has he moved on to another fishing spot? To be determined…

To those of you who love Louise Penny, her newest book, The Gray Wolf, will be published on October 29th. I will buy it – an exception to my No Buy rule. I have all of her books in hard cover and I want to continue that. I’m on the hold list at the library for Michael Connelly’s newest but it’s a long  list. So I also reserved it in the Large Print edition because that list is much shorter. Frankly, my eyes will probably thank me for it.

Okay. Have to make our second cup of coffee. I desperately need it this morning.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

 

 

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I live in a little cottage in the country with my husband. It's a sweet place, sheltered by old trees and surrounded by gardens. The inside is full of the things we love. I love to write, I love my camera, I love creating, I love gardening. My decorating style is eclectic; full of vintage and a bit of whimsy.

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