“The fire, with well-dried logs supplied, Went roaring up the chimney wide.”
It’s cold! The smell of wood burning stoves and fireplaces is permeating the air. There is daily delivery of loads of logs up and down the mountain streets. Log splitters, chain saws and axes are humming and whirring. So far my log pile looks like this
I was hoping for this.
It’s not as cold as other parts of the country. No snow warnings yet and we haven’t had a frost. Hope this week of promised good weather will ripen my tomatoes.
I am picking peppers every day and drying them.
The bees are still in the bee balm and sunflowers, but these guys were hardly moving this morning. You can pick them up in your hand they are so cold.
Who knew that you only needed to blow a little smoke on them to warm them up and get them moving.
Fall is on its way. Enjoy change!
“Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.”
Leonard Cohen, Selected Poems, 1956-1968
It is in our nature to be attracted to light. As a gardener and a photographer, I am always checking to see where the light is. My spirit feels brighter in sunshine.
It is getting cooler in the evening, fall is tip toeing in slyly with sunny days that start later and end earlier. Rocking us gently as we prepare for winter, it is a very different light at dusk. The September moon, a full harvest moon is up earlier.
I am inspired daily by two of the “lights of my life”: grandaughters. One has been in Europe this summer and I am enjoying my daughter’s blog and loved these to pictures from her post-Cemeteries. I love the lighting and the procession of light to their great grandmothers grave.
I not only love the lighting in these pictures but the subject. What do we do when the rain falls on our sunshine?
“Don’t you know yet? It is your light that lights the world.”