Thursday, November 28, 2013

For Each New Morning With Its Light

For each new morning with its light, 

For rest and shelter of the night, 

For health and food, for love and friends, 

For everything Thy goodness sends. 

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

I hope you all had a happy Thanksgiving!

I'm grateful for a day focused on family and giving thanks for 

my blessings...and for the eyes and heart to realize the 

simplest things are often the greatest blessings. 

What are you grateful for?

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Day 23: Today I'm grateful for...

Each day of November, I've been posting something I'm grateful for on Facebook. 
I've already said "my morning walks" so today I thought I'd elaborate.

Today I'm grateful for...

...rain and raindrops...

...morning walks with my puppies and clear pools in too-long-dry creek beds...

...autumn colors...

...and my home in the Hollow.

"God gave you a gift of 86,400 seconds today.  Have you used one to say "thank you?" " 

~William A. Ward

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

11 12 13

I confess this post has nothing to do with today's date. 

It just seemed like it would make a great title and I thought it was time for an update from the Hollow.

These photos are actually from a walk a few mornings ago.

Within just a few minutes, I spotted three different types of butterflies.

You'd be surprised how loud this trickle of water is. 
Not a quiet escape from the little pond to the creek by any means!

Autumn foliage drips from the trees...

...and nestles on the ground.

But there are still spring-like flowers blooming!

I'm afraid these little guys are going to disappear until spring after tonight. 
We're expecting our first hard freeze.

Hope you're staying warm wherever you are!

(P.S. Tomorrow is my mom's 82nd birthday! Please send her good wishes!)

Sunday, November 3, 2013


Temperatures have dropped. 
The sky is clear...the the most perfect blue. 
All of the Hollow shimmers in golden sunlight. 

Autumn is here, along with the its energizing magic that turns old dogs back into puppies, despite their wobbly legs and achy hips.

The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, 
but he will make a fool of himself too.  

~Samuel Butler, Notebooks, 1912