October Orange

little orange pumpkin sitting on a ledge

little orange pumpkin on a ledge

The Signature Mark of Autum
by Gary Young
The signature mark of autumn has arrived at last with the rains: orange of pumpkin, orange persimmon, orange lichen on rocks and fallen logs; a copper moon hung low over the orchard; moist, ruddy limbs of the madrone, russet oak leaf, storm-peeled redwood, acorns emptied by squirrels and jays; and mushrooms, orange boletes, Witch’s Butter sprouting on rotted oak, the Dead Galeria, and of course, chanterelles, which we’ll eat tonight with pasta, goat cheese and wine.
Copper cutters

Copper cutters

Love it!
Here’s to Orange!!

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A Yellow Wood

Buzzing by Vail, Colorado

Buzzing by Vail, Colorado

We (my husband and I) wandered, though not lost, for almost 2 weeks in our motor home in late September and early October.  It was a glorious, warm fall fortnight (waxing a bit colonial).  The treasure we enjoyed was yellow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We stumbled onto an alliterative Fruita Fall Festival:

Cowboys, Ranchers, Homecoming, Tacos, Lemonade and Funnel Cakes

Cowboys, Ranchers, Homecoming, Tacos, Lemonade and Funnel Cakes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I bought a funky tote bag from Casa from Guatamala who thanked Skip for his military (counter-intelligence) work in Nicaragua years ago after they conversed in Spanish for a bit.

Casa and her colorful merchandise
But our favorite find was an obscure camping spot right on the river, hidden in Aspen groves that we had all to ourselves for a few nights.  It was a divergence from the highway.
Skip and the Aspen.
Robert Frost came to mind:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both….
…… I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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Oh baby!

the pitter patter of

the pitter patter of

A new baby is brewing for my family – arriving some time in May. 

 

A new grandbaby.  My oldest daughter is expecting!  She’s glowing. 

 

Her only child, my only grandchild, has eyes that sparkle at the mention of it.

 

Ahhh, again, the pitter patter of little feet and the pure joy those little spirits, fresh from the heavens, have swirling about them.

baby booties

 

Blessings to my daughter.  Blessings to our family!  What a joy to be part of the circle!

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