" The change starts late on a summer's evening, when you first notice the soft, familiar scent of distant woodsmoke in the sudden chill of the evening air. Then, a day or two later, a damp, mushroomy mist hovers over the gardens and parks. Later, you notice the leaves have turned silently from yellow ochre to walnut. Autumn is here once again. For me, this is when it starts, when warmth, and bonhomie come to the fore. Energy returns." {Nigel Slater} delights of early autumn m

" Autumn's breath smells of parchment & inkwells... I'm filled with ambition, new notebooks, new lines to be written. It's a season of back to learning, and I'm reminded that books smell of adventure, and I shudder with the anticipation that comes from cracking open the spine of a dusty, old friend. What wisdom will they impart this time? Could there be a mystery left to solve? Is there a path that perhaps we've missed? Now is the time to disappear into those worlds within, t

" There is no month in the whole year in which nature wears a more beautiful appearance than in the month of August. ... and yet what a pleasant time it is! Orchards and cornfields ring with the hum of labor; trees bend beneath the thick clusters of rich fruit which bow their branches to the ground; and the corn, piled in graceful sheaves, or waving in every light breath that sweeps above it, as if it wooed the sickle, tinges the landscape with a golden hue. A mellow softness

" The rustling leaves above me, the breezes sighing round me, a network glimpse of bluest sky to meet the upturned seeing eye, the greenest lawn beneath me, loved flowers and birds to greet me... Oh happy, happy hour! Whence comes all this to bless me. The soft wind to caress me... But, hush! let nature lead me. Let even wisest questions cease while I breathe in such life and peace This happy, happy hour. {In a Hammock - Elizabeth Porter Gould} July, oh July... you were a mon

" Interstitial time : the gap between events, the spaces; the pauses: the stretches of everyday liminality that holds us gently as we wait." Hello friends, it's been awhile. How are you? I hope these light-filled langorous summer days are treating you well. Summer here in Idaho is hot. hot. hot. Thankfully, this is the norm, which is good...no surprises (the real surprise would be a 75 degree day with rain in July or August...that would be a wonderful surprise!!) Air conditio

" There is really only one possible prayer: Give me to do everything I do in the day with a sense of the sacredness of life." {May Sarton: Journal of a Solitude} the blessedness of these April days... the world awakes in wonder. I love the gentleness of this month an intermingling of softness and vibrancy... early morning birdsong gardens beginning to bloom the peace of a spring rainfall. evening walks in my yard with my camera. noticing and appreciating these gifts nature be