As I stepped out on our back deck this
early morning, as I do most mornings
to check on the "feel" of the day,
I was treated to this early light
illuminating the cloud tatters
in the East....
I decided since I had removed the
last of the tomato plants this
past week, to plant
my Winter Rye seeds
In our other house, before we moved here,
I had an in-ground garden right outside
our back door where I spent many
wonderful hours puttering around.
One year, at the suggestion from the
old farmer where I got my "chicken" hay
for mulch, I planted a crop of Winter Rye...
It so enriched my soil when turned over
and under the next spring that I had
a beautiful bounty of vegetables and flowers.
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As I turned to the North and viewed
our surrounding bit of forest,
I was treated to the first "turning" of
our maple tree in amongst the oaks
and ashes:
Just that little hint of red and some oranges
and some indefinable coloration --
heralding the advent of Autumn here...
Only 59 degrees out there this morning, but the
fresh air still held a bit of warmth.
It will be a lovely day, I think...
😊
💚💛💜
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Inside, I placed my little tribute to October
on my October Ojos table runner
on our living room cocktail table
↓↓↓↓
By the early morning light
it glowed.....
↴↴↴↴
And....
I took out my Snowball quilt and laid it
over my Grand-mere's old caned rocker--
the oranges repeating those in
my Ojos...
Autumn has come both inside
and outside here
at the house on the Hill....
Hugs for a wonderful weekend ahead
enjoying these last few days of
Summer's warmth...
Hugs, Julierose,
La Blageuse
(sipping-my-coffee-and wool-gathering-euse)
