My favorite color is October
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers!
– Anne of Green Gables
Wander the forest
May you never be too old to wander the forest in search of mystery
Find my soul
And into the forest I go
to lose my mind and find my soul
Autumn magic
Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it
– Roald Dahl
Let it be
And when the broken-hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer
Let it be
Shamrock
For ’tis green, green, green, where the ruined towers are gray, And it’s green, green, green, all the happy night and day; Green of leaf and green of sod, green of ivy on the wall, And the blessed Irish shamrock with the fairest green of all. ~Mary Elizabeth Blake
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus…
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy.
Search the skies
May you never be too grown-up to search the skies on Christmas Eve
Late summer’s walk in the woods
As the sun wanes and the leaves slowly change, you can still find the beauty of summer tucked into the woods, if you just look closely.
WPC: Morning (the lonely chair)
When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
WPC: Morning has broken
Morning has broken like the first morning Blackbird has spoken like the first bird Praise for the singing Praise for the morning Praise for them springing fresh from the world Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dewfall on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden Sprung…
When I start to lose my sh*t…
Going to my Lyme Disease doctor isn’t fun. I’ve never come out of the exam room skipping like a school and twirling my hair, for the simple fact that chronic Lyme Disease is a bitch. No… it’s more than that. It’s a bitch on steroids… with an attitude problem and a set of brass knuckles.…
Nowhere else to go
I have been driven many times upon my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had nowhere else to go.
– Abraham Lincoln
Memorial Day
A white marble headstone, in the Netherlands American Cemetery, marks the grave of a man who gave his life for his country during WWII. He was killed on February 23, 1945 during the battle of the Roer River. He was just 22 years old. His ultimate sacrifice will not be forgotten. Our flag does…
WPC: Landscape (Amish country)
“Then followed that beautiful season… Summer… Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.” ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Farmers in the Dell 