Books by the old Leather Chair
- Snow In The Summer
- My Bible
- The Power of Silence
- What Comes Next and to Like It
- Encore Provence
- A Year in Provence
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Life At The Moment
The bird feeders have been cleaned and fresh seed
put in them several times over the last month
and still I wonder "where are my beautiful friends."
I have many images captured over the last 2 years
here by the woods, but no new ones to post."
For many days now the afternoons are Spring like
and going into the 60's. Nights are cold and the
heating pad to ease aching shoulders feels wonderful.
Winter wheat is coming up in the field and always adds
bright green color in the winter months. Deer and wild turkeys are
venturing close by. Also hearing gun shots in the distance
and it sends a cold chill through me.
Trees have shed most of their leaves but a few stay connected.
The ground around cottage is covered with leaves even though
they have been blown into the woods several times.
With a slight breeze they blow right back to where they were.
Look at them with the thought they are like gold. A rich
addition to the earth in the woods and my garden.
My neighbor over the field, the professor from up North that is living in a
home I once built - piles her leaves and burns them. I look
out the window and see smoke, so aware of her practice
and hope that she does not set the woods on fire. Made this comment
to her and she replied "I'm careful." I sure hope so...
One month of prednisone and reduced dosage little by little the last two weeks.
Finally finished and for two weeks have really felt bad and now that is lifting. I think I suffered from withdrawal.
Feel better at the moment and hopefully it continues....
Two things that bother me at this time. The daily rubbish that accumulates, it is
put in bags and once a week taken to what they call the "convenience center." Where in the world does it come from for One Woman?
A thought comes to mind that everything is packaged in all kinds of containers.
Also when I return from the market seems like it is taking
me longer and longer to unload my vehicle. The cottage that was planned perfectly
but continually reminded this building site was not level. So there are steps I did not plan on.
It is lovely once inside, on deck or porch looking out over the fields and woods.
Extra careful I try to be - cannot fall. Have never broken a bone over the years and now
in these last years - just cannot.....
Thanksgiving day around the corner and there will be empty seats at the big table.
Accepting in my mind but then why do tears still fill these
dry eyes when it comes to mind. Family in Tampa will celebrate together, my granddaughter
and grandson with their mom and dad.
Granddaughter in New York for first time will not be at the cottage this year.
My special son in Thailand who was expected a few weeks ago when the storms
arrived is now coming home in the Spring.
It will be a lovely time with my gardens coming to life. He is so good
about taking me some places in the big city I have wanted to go. So nice to have
a driver that lets you off at the door. So through the cold winter months
something special to look forward too....
A favorite of my son's - sweet potato's with pecans and marshmallows on top will be an extra
dish at Thanksgiving.
My mother always served this and I have not - in years. Also my Beth requested
a pineapple upside down cake and that will be an addition to deserts.
Someone contacted me yesterday about not posting for a few days. The thought,
you know me well. When the stream of consciousness writing stops in this cottage, then
something is not quite right with the mistress of Woodhaven...