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

Shadows continue

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...


Friko said...

Long may your stream of consciousness fill the pages of your blog.

Life in the cottage goes on.

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One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Friko, thank you :)

the wild magnolia said...

This is a busy time of year for many who have children at home and large extended families.

We are few and scattered. Mister is not big on holidays.

This year? Grilled hamburgers, homemade potato salad, and baked beans.

I am thankful to be thankful, wishing you all happiness and health, and Happy Thanksgiving.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Sandy, your words - so true.
Your food sounds good to me :)
Take care....

Lynn said...

There may not be another chance in the next few days to stop by . . . You are counted in my list of gratitude's on Thursday . . .Happy Thanksgiving weekend.

Nan said...

This was a truly lovely piece of writing. So wish I lived closer so I could drive you around, and 'let you off at the door.'

Ugich Konitari said...

Do the fields
of wheat ever stop greening.
Do the squirrels and birds
ever stop exploring.
Does the sweet potato
green stem
ever stop
trying to emerge from the soil.
Do the
zucchinis and cherry tomatoes
stop getting the Sun
because they are of age.
do the little granddaughters
stop being little
to grandma
because they have grown up ?

The wind,
the blowing leaves,
the snow,
the birds,
capsicums and turnips
and the flowers
must continue to bloom.

Like the writing
by the
Lady of Woodhaven....

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Nan and Lynn, thank you..,.
Suranga, what a wonderful poem
you bless me with this early morning. Thank you special friend
from over the ocean...

kerrdelune said...

Please continue sharing your days with us - I can't imagine you not being here, and know too that I shall be an unseen guest at your table this Thanksgiving, and giving thanks for you too.

lil red hen said...

Please do continue to share your world with us. And no, we don't need to fall at our age.

Have a wonderful day, One Woman.

Balisha said...

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

Judy said...

So glad you are feeling better and won't be alone tomorrow. Have a truly blessed day!

Beverly said...

Happy Thanksgiving! I think of you all the time....

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Cate, Charlotte, Judy, Balisha,
Judy and Beverly, thank you so much and have a wonderful day.
Kaveri, thank you for your special card...

Sky said...
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Sky said...

Happy Thanksgiving! Thought of you this early morning (I am heading to bed when you are waking!) and wanted to drop in and let you know.

Glad you have finished the prednisone and hope you feel better with each day. Since it weakens bone density, I am hopeful you won't have to take anymore for a long time.

The sweet potatoes - oh, this day makes me think of Mother. She always made the dish for me like you do for your son. She mashed the potatoes, added a few raisins, egg, brown sugar with a tiny bit of cinnamon, chopped pecans, and sometimes a few spoonsful of pineapple chunks. After it cooked she would cover the top with marshmallows and put it back in for melt/lightly brown the top. How I love that dish!

I know your table will be filled with good food, and the chatter of love and shared history. Hope the day is WONDERFUL!

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Dear Sky, thank you for visiting and I have been thinking of you :)