Sunday, September 25, 2011
It is a beautiful morning today. The promised cold front
from the gulf of Alaska arrived sometime during the night.
The windows are all opened and the doors on my office are
standing wide. The breeze is exhilarating. It makes my mind
clear and it is so nice to breathe.
Just so you know, these are old picture of our sugar maple tree.
This spring, our sugar maple died. I still am not recovered.
We have to take it out. My son wants the wood. I don't know
what was down deep along the side of our house but the trees
all get so big and then they just die.
I hope we can find another one to replace it. I don't have any trees
that are this pretty.
With the doors open I can hear the wind rustling through the leaves.
The tree in the front yard, is almost bare. It is always the first tree
to loose leaves and the first to get them in the spring. With the doors
open I can hear the meadowlarks. All summer we have had a meadowlark
that lived in the front yard. He walked all around the yard. I would go to
get the mail and he would be sitting under a tree like a small chicken.
Now, he sings in the front yard. I know he has friends as I see them
in the late afternoon, but they go on about their bird business and he
just stays, solitary, happy browsing for bugs.
I love how the red leaves look so pretty against the white
of the fence and the brown of the pasture next door. This is
an old picture as the man behind me had not yet built his
garage to build race cars.
Almost all of my flowers are gone now, they are now
brown stalks, with lots of seeds. I try and let the winds
blow so the seeds with just blow and in the spring I will find
surprises growing everywhere.
I hope your Sunday is lovely. I know mine is and
today, I am thankful.