“…As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness — just the pure air to breathe and the strength to breath it; just warmth and shelter and home folks; just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day; and a cool breeze when the day is warm…”
― Laura Ingalls Wilder : Writings to Young Women from Laura Ingalls Wilder – On Wisdom and Virtues
“..Learn character from trees, values from roots and change from leaves…”
— Tasneem Hameed
Nature in Autumn is such a show off. It’s like it brings out its showiest frocks before it has to hunker down in sensible, warm attire. I’ve never noticed before how pretty my street is in Autumn. Where have I been?! Such beautiful colours! Typical of me to notice it just as it is about to turn into Winter (ugh!) but I suppose it is better late than never.
Hope you are somewhere beautiful in your little corner of the world today x
It is raining. Our parched state is finally receiving some blessed rain from above and my garden couldn’t be happier. As everyone knows, I don’t like the colder seasons and whinge and complain for months on end until the sun starts warming the earth again and I can get out of the dreaded jeans and pants (I am a skirt girl). However, I do love the rain and how it freshens everything up and makes the plants blossom and bloom and stand tall. I love the sound of rain on the roof, especially when I’m tucked up in bed. This morning I slept in, yet again, when I had promised to get up early and make the most of the day, and listened to the lovely gentle rain, watering my garden for me and making everything clean and bright.
So while drag myself out of bed and make plans for the day, my garden is happily soaking up all the moisture it can get, blossoming and blooming in an explosion of colour, to celebrate the breaking of the “drought”. I’m just trying to wake up. I’ll leave the exhibitionism and beauty to the plants 🙂
“I think… if it is true that
there are as many minds as there
are heads, then there are as many
kinds of love as there are hearts.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina