Posts tagged ‘Fall’
Saturday morning we took a walk through campus. Leaves had turned the usual red, brown and yellow and a slight breeze that picked up intermittently showered the landscape with a variety of shades, adding to the colorful display.
I crunched and kicked leaves all the while taking in the smell of autumn air, a crisp and familiar sensation.
Trees stood tall and proud offering up their vibrant and best show.
At that moment I felt there could be nothing more beautiful than the turn of leaves, fluttering at times in flurries and then calming to a trickle. Each time I tried to capture trees shedding what was left of their Autumnal attire I was quickly disappointed as everything came to a stop! Finally Soos jokingly offered to throw a leaf up in the air, but I declined.
She wandered nearby while I stared at trees, hoping to see just one more leaf fall.
One single leaf and then two until I had three photos. The blue sky white clouds and Fall trees had me mesmerized until I heard footsteps rustling behind me and realized it was time to go.
A child once more if only for a moment in time and enough to remind me that we need to live in the here and now, especially if it’s spent waiting for leaves to fall.
Summers turn to brown and gold
Blanket leaves and school bells toll
Walk in snow up to my knees
Warming fire and Christmas trees
Mom buys candy, Dad hangs lights
Spring comes after starry nights
Young girl ways fade into teens
Don’t forget what true life means
Nuptials babies years pass by
Wrinkles long walks how time flies
The view outside my window pane
Seasons magic will never change
This is the view at the top of the hill
as I turn the corner each day to walk
Top of the hill
Just as I lose focus
And round the stand still bend
No reason for elation
Assigned and taken in
Majestic views of nature
Colors from the past
Remind me to be grateful
For I am free at last
I love Fall, it seems like an ending to summer but for me always feels like new beginnings. Here are some photos that bring Fall back to me any time of the year. I am working on my poetry book and hope it will be done in a couple of weeks.
Happy Monday everyone! Here is to a healthy, safe and peaceful week!
The Palouse remains the same except for fields that signal an impending blanket of snow that will replace wheat and canola. Pristine blue skies and trees draped with gold, red and orange dot the picturesque little town where we reside. Temperatures have dropped into the 40’s and 50’s and my phone weather-app forecasts snow on Saturday. The big old tree in our front yard just started turning yellow and now grass can barely be seen by freshly raked leaves.
I love Friday nights and the anticipation of a weekend that might lead us anywhere. I am a planner, a list maker and organizer but having 9 kids means learning to accept all possibilities and planning becomes tentative at best. I can easily embrace spontaneity and look forward to the love and chaos of our large family.
This weekend was beautiful on the Palouse, we woke to a thin layer of fog and rolling hills marked by a portait like sunrise.
We were blessed to have Foof and B around almost the entire weekend. They made burgers for us on Saturday and Fattima made individual chocolate lava cakes that she wanted to try. She also made an old favorite that we have been meaning to post for two years! She promises to get the recipe written and a post will soon follow. Little homemade buns, cream cheese or feta inside, baked to a golden brown, topped with a light Middle Eastern syrup. Everything was delicious. We watched movies, football and basically laughed and played all weekend.
Saleeha was off to see Alayna, she could not get time off of work to head over there earlier so she went Friday and came back Sunday.
Sunday was spent getting groceries, picking up from our movie night and cooking dinner. It has been quite a while since I made Cous Cous, maybe a year or more. I felt confident and made it all by myself with a little taste testing from Soos. I then surprised everyone and popped fresh cream puff shells out of the oven, D and Soos filled and completed them. I felt proud that I had jumped over this hurdle and was able to cook for my family.
The day was spent watching more football, other visitors came and went and then the house was silent. It was a weekend full of family, friends, laughter and food.
This weekend we will go to Green bluff, a picturesque farming area near my hometown. A few years ago my oldest son introduced us to this special experience. We sat at the starting point, a quaint little restaurant with pastries, pumpkin muffins and a variety of wonderful treats.
After looking through the ceramics, specialty kitchen items and fresh fruit we started our trek to various farms. For me it was a magical time, invigorating and lovely. Each year since then we have gone, sometimes during peach season or cherries, but always in the Fall for apples. Having the whole crew with us isn’t always possible but we are happy for those that can join us. Last year we took the boys, they were only a few months old. It will be exciting to introduce them to this family tradition.
For some reason this time of year and this special place are magical for me.
These pictures are from 2013 through 2016