A Calming Morning

Nature has a way of knowing when I need calming
mute the colors..
dim the lights...

Sunday of Color

Heartland farm, where I go to pick strawberries in the summer,
was filled with color Sunday. And I don't mean the rows and rows of pumpkins
or wagons of miniature ghourds.
Or the scary cutouts of Halloween spooks.
Cuteness abounded too with pygmy goats and pot belly pigs
Brightly feathered chickens and furry bunnies...
boxes of red and yellow apples.
The colors that caught my eye were all the children with sparkly eyes
and big white smiles,
running from the hayride to the corn maze to the haunted barn
counting the pumpkins lined up in neat rows..photo ops too many to count.
Each wearing brightly colored fleece jackets and hats-
wrapping their hands around warm cups of hot cocoa.
And it was my first time to enjoy it all with my only grand baby.

Doesn't get any better than that.

Blessed

I am so blessed to live where I do.
I am blessed to be able to walk each and every morning...with my dog.
I am blessed that I have the four seasons to live through each and every year.
I am blessed that my favorite time of year is here

Art

Art is the expression of our over flowing soul.

Morning Gift

Sometimes...no words are needed

Discover

That time of the year when the blossoms from Spring turn into colorful little discoveries

Saved by the Light

It is all about the light...sometimes.
Otherwise I may have walked right on by
missing the fine detail in this dead weed