I’m having a little color envy today. I love fall and her vibrant colors but I was in need of something a little lighter, something soft and dreamy. This pic filled the order nicely. It feels like only a few days have passed since I took this image when actually its been several months.
I’m looking forward to the greet and treat tomorrow night. I love to see all the little kiddos donning their favorite costumes. A few well placed candles flickering on the porch and me sitting in an open window with a big bowl of chocolate goodies in my lap. My favorite music playing in the background and Mr. Java making the trip from the great room sofa to my office every now and then to take a peek at the scene. I sit on a stool just inside my window unless the weather is unusually warm, which is rare for Halloween night.
Have a spooky but safe Halloween and save some chocolate for the kids!
Over the past year and a half I’ve been working a little from home and enjoying a respit from the every day office scene. It’s been different and nice. You would think that by this time my house would be completely organized and I would be totally up to date on all current events. But somehow I feel less informed and my house is the same- looks good unless you open the closets- beware of falling debrie! I quite often boycott the news because I don’t want to hear about the unemployment rate for the fifth time today and I really don’t care about the political views of our daily talk show hosts. I am quite often guilty of tunnel vision and only see whats right in front of me or what directly affects me, me and oh yeah, me.
With my head in the sand, I’ve been left with several questions like: what happened to daylight savings- weren’t we supposed to fall back already? When are our troops coming back from Iraq, did we enter some sort of extension or just decide to stay? Has New Orleans recovered from the flood, is the city rebuilt and is it business as usual fo her residents? Who killed Jonbenet Ramsey and what happened to the former president , has he officially become a missing person?
It was easy to stay on top of the news or daily current events when I was working with a political junkie, a religious zealot and Ms. CNBC but now I am totally and quite blissfully, I might add, unaware of whats happening in the world today. Is that wrong?
I have started a new part-time job but there really isn’t much to report yet. It seems my new place of employment is nothing like the highly organized, rule oriented place I left behind. They can’t seem to keep a manager long enough to begin training for the new hires. I get a call almost daily explaining a new plan. I’m told it will be some time next week but no exact date and time as of yet. Now, I understand why they asked if I was flexible- flexible yes, unorganized a little, confused quite often… hmmmm, maybe I’ll fit right in 😉
Picture yourself in warm woolen mittens, cashmere scarf, cable knit sweater, and toasty leather boots wandering a frozen wonderland filled with tiny crystals of light. Your cheeks are flushed with a kiss of frost as the morning sun deposits her promise for a beautiful autumn’s day. Yeah, it was something like that!
Just trying to get used to the idea of winter slowly making her debut. I love the dance of nature but winter gets to be too much of a drag for me. No violins yet, it’s only the beginning of October and this is just a winter’s prelude. The moon is full and so is my wine glass. Sigh……
Do you ever feel like others can see right through you and know what you’re thinking?
Just when I’m savoring a problem, I realize that someone has an eye on me and without a word or gesture uncovers my thoughts-suddenly I’m naked with no place to hide. That’s when the rhythm or flow of free wil becomes disrupted and I question my logic, my wisdom, the plan.
Fall has come with a vengeance my toes are cold and the wind is howling outside my window. I’m desperately trying to get back in the rhythm, back to work and just be myself.
“be patient Junie, your best work comes in moments of grace”
I keep an old wooden tool box full of little treasures collected during my nightly nature walks or momentous from various trips. It holds such things as wispy feathers, intricate sea shells, amazing bird nests and smooth worry stones. I am continually amazed by the things that are created in nature, the birds, the ocean, the earth- how do they weave such intricately beautiful things that perform the job so perfectly? I have a need to feel connected with earthy things.. During the long days of winter I crave tiny seeds, black soil, green shoots and blue skies.
Fall is moving in like a whisper. It’s creeps through my window at night and then slowly dissaptes in the morning light. The sun chases away the cool air and makes everything seem okay no matter my worries or the weather. When I was young I never wanted the days to end or the sun to go down. It always seemed like an ending to something- I hate endings. Now that I’m older I still don’t like endings or good-byes but I’m much more content with the night.
I have mixed feelings about fall, love the rich colors, the full moon, the harvest and the feelings of new school clothes and meeting new friends. No matter how old I get that new school year feeling lies just beneath the surface. Fall also brings on a little sadness- death to my garden and the lush green forest, knowing that the winter cold is lurking on the horizon. Summer fades away quietly as the earth naps briefly, well not so briefly here in Michigan.For now lets focus on the comfy colors of fall and dance just a little beneath tonight’s full moon. It’s Friday and the start of a long weekend- happy labor day to all.
If you’re not from Michigan you may be confused or concerned about my spelling, so I’ll explain. Uper is an acronym for the people who live in the upper peninsula of Michigan which might as well be it’s own state. It’s detached in more ways than one. After you cross the five mile long mackinaw bridge into the UP you might as well have entered another country. The land is different and so are the people. It is a great place to get away from everything including stores restaurants and most modern conveniences but the bugs are big enough to drain the blood from grandma, the family pet and still be left thirsting for more. Okay the lake Superior coast line is wild and gorgeous and the Porcupine Mountains on the west side are beautiful but everything else is flat, deserted and BORING!
Upers are a different breed, they dress in flannel shirts, furry hats and rubber boots. They smell like campfire and say things like Ya and Ah? Their big night out is a contest with the neighbor to see who can down a six pack of cheap beer the fastest while melting the rubber on their boots in front of a bon-fire . It’s a whole other world-fun to visit but it would kill me to live there. I don’t own any flannel and my rubber boots sprung a leak last spring.
I usually visit Lake Superior every summer but didn’t managed a trip this year. Washington State was pretty simuliar anyway. If you manage to visit say ya to the upers for me.
Gotta go pour myself a third cup of coffee so I can make it through another Monday morning.
It’s that time of year when gardens fade and a nip in the air begins to alter the earth to a rich patina of fall color. A few flowers are still hanging in but the garden’s vibrant colors are gone for the season. I took a little drive yesterday on a quest for the peafowl farm that sells peacock feathers along the road side. I had passed it by a few weeks ago but didn’t feel the need to stop. Yesterday that need came calling, so I set out on a hunt for a little turquoise and green. No feathers to be had but I did come across a beautiful field planted several acres deep with gorgeous sunflowers. It made my trip totally worth while.
The sky was grey and dull but this field offered the perfect pop of color to the country side. A whisper of fall crept through my window as I captured this shot. There are good things to be found in every season- remind me of that when I’m whining because the world outside my window is covered in white and temps are hovering below zero.
Faded roses are creeping their way into the play house window, making the love shack soft and dreamy. This rose is melting it’s way into the perfect shade of pink-love that! My favorite colors are soft pinks, creamy whites, mossy greens and chocolate browns. Mmmm
The English Oaks are showering me with an abundance of acorns in the perfect shades of mossy green and chocolate brown. The season is changing slowly and beautifully. I’m curious to hear about the signs of change in your neck of the woods. Tell me how Mother Nature lets you know that fall is just around the corner. Do you hear a whisper?
Studio Pink is in need of a little restocking so sometime this week I will be adding a few images to the shelves- stay tuned for that.
Have a colorful Monday.
I told you it was beginning to look and feel like fall in my neck of the woods. See the mist that hangs in the air. This was taken last evening shortly before sunset. It’s brisk out this morning and requires a jacket. brrrrrr
You know that little voice that speaks up and changes the flow of your journey in mid-stream? No I’m not talking about the lady in your GPS system; I’m talking about that inner voice that says “hey your going the wrong way.” Do you know her? I have one of those but the trouble with my guide is that she frequently says “recalculating” but doesn’t explain where I’m supposed to be going or how I am to get there.
I’m on this creative journey and there are so many things I wanna do (like make a photo journal) and places I wanna go (like somewhere on the other side of the ocean) but there never seems to be enough time or money for any of it. I envision my life as this infinite thing with time and space for everything but I am a realist and know the reality of that dream. One of my goals is to live to be 100, so I can experience all the changes in society and yes, so I will have time to do everything imaginable. Life should be simple and one’s heart should be content with simple things but I’m just not that kind of girl.
My mind wanders, my curiosity leaps, as my heart yearns for more. What makes us simple or complicated and how can some be so content in the place they are standing, no matter how dull or insignificant it may seem? Perhaps their system isn’t equipped with that annoying little GPS-like voice that says “recalculating” every time they take a wrong turn or deviate from the path.
My map is complicated and the roads don’t have names. There are so many destinations that I haven’t met, but intend to, in time. I’ve walked through fields of flowers and the sidewalks of Times Square, I’ve enjoyed the essence of sea-spray on my cheeks, and climbed mountains in Montana, I’ve swam the Great Lakes and sailed in a boat ten miles across the Atlantic ocean but I know there is so much more just waiting to be discovered. My guide sometimes speaks in a foreign language and I have to do my best to interpret her message. So far this journey has been worth every moment but where is it taking me? Maybe I don’t I need to know that answer. Perhaps I should close my eyes and enjoy the ride, with ups and downs that sometimes mimic the thrill of a roller-coaster? I could raise my arms and scream at every turn. I should ignore the voice that says “recalculating” and press on.
I’m still trying to tame little Willow (I just don’t know when to give up). We’ve made a connection but she still won’t let me get close enough to touch her. I want to run my fingers through her fluffy coat in the worst way. Isn’t she beautiful?
(If you don’t have a GPS in your car and are totally confused with my post or the comparison I’m making, let me explain. Most GPS systems come with an audible voice that will say something like this,” in 300 yards/meters turn left on route 66″ and if you miss your turn, this voice suddenly interrupts with the word “recalculating.” She then sends you on a detour to regain your place on the intended path.)
Well, not only do I have that voice as part of the GPS in my car I also have a similar voice that lives in my head and frequently tries to keep me on the right path. The problem is, I don’t know where she’s sending me and I’m not sure why I can’t make a few side trips here and there. Can anyone else relate?
Here’s a youtube video of the system that lives in my car (not my head).
She’s a little annoying, isn’t she?
Well, I’m off to get some editing done and pics listed in my shop. Didn’t I say I was going to do that yesterday?