This is all from my 100 acres in beautiful Kentucky.
Regarding my book, I did put the 1st volume onto Amazon as a E-Book, but my internet at home is defunct so I haven’t done much else with it. I’ll get back on that as soon as I can!
Gettin' By the Best I Can
I thought I’d post a few timely pictures to show I’m still alive and kicking! Fall is my favorite time of the year; the weather starts cooling and I can cozy up to thick, soft clothes. Who doesn’t enjoy the vibrant colors of a majestic hardwood forest? And fortunate me – I live in the midst of a beautiful one. See the flocks of silhouetted birds headed for the beaches, see some of the squirrels hoarding nuts while other sneak up and steal them, see the evening sun arrive sooner and sooner.
Write down what size furnace filters you need and get a pack now because you’ll be too busy with Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas to think of them later. And a note to self, make up some of that superlatively soft fleece and faux fur you got on sale last spring…you have the patterns, now find the time!
“Hey, Bud! What’s up with you these days?”
“Well if it isn’t ol’ Bud! Good to see you!”
“Didn’t I see Bud around here somewhere?”
“How would you bloomin’ know?”
“Oh, come on. We all leave eventually! This the natural course of events, the reason for our being, an integral part of our fruitful mission!”
“All I know is she ain’t leaving until she fills up my food dish!”
Glossy mahogany leaves
lofted from the highest limbs of the majestic white oak start their long drift down.
Up! A gusty blow shoots them higher than they’ve ever been! Whirling and darting as do the birds they’ve envied so often, they are loose from the limb. Free air lifts and enlivens them, only them, and they dance gaily, lightly.
Loosing breath, they flutter from the magnificent sky in a gentle gyre.
They settle with a sigh upon the many that have gone before, resigned to sleep, treasuring their grand time as leaf birds.
On the front porch watching and listening to the birds, you see the neatest things. The wind plays a lot of tricks, too! Here is is Friday afternoon and I can hardly wait to get back home. Rainy or nor, here I come! Doesn’t this picture look like a watercolor?