The Sophie’s Shenanigans Sort of Hope

This morning as I got into my 1995 Volvo, I was remembering back to when we had our Jeep ( the whole decade), to when the autumn leaves from our giant maple tree would collect on it’s hood and it’s roof. The children, the dog and I would get in the car to go to school and Sophie (the dog) would go crazy. She would try to ‘catch’ the leaves as they flew up the hood and over the windshield. Sophie would jump and bark with reckless abandon from her esteemed perch in between the front and back seats at what we could only imagine she thought were little colorful evil warriors about to attack her humans from the cruel world outside the window of her family’s traveling machine. Together the kids and I would laugh and laugh. Sometimes we would even put extra leaves on the hood , just to get a longer performance from her.  Sophie went everywhere with us when we had that car. She can’t ride in my 1995 Volvo partly because it’s leather and partly because she is 12 now and after her knee surgery it’s getting harder and harder for her to get in and out of cars.

But after seeing my car bathed in all of the beautiful red leaves this morning, I am selfishly thinking of  maybe just one more autumn ride with her.

The Obsessed With Autumn Sort of Hope

“Even if something is left undone, everyone must take time to sit still and watch the leaves turn.”

Elizabeth Lawrence

I’ve been sitting still and watching leaves pretty much since the weekend. ( and by sitting still I mean  I am still doing laundry, cleaning, editing, running kids, etc but not really going anywhere , making an effort to get dressed, etc). For me that’s “still”.

That’s the yucky part of my condition. The down time after the up time. It’s a give and take. A delicate balance that I can’t always seem to get right.

My daughter had to make us dinner for a school project tonight. What a nice treat. It’s been a long time since I wasn’t the one cooking here in this house. I could get used to it! She did well, though I’m afraid if I allow her to continue to cook after tonight they will figure out that I am no longer useful here and put me out to pasture like an old horse.

I am totally and completely obsessed with fall again this year.

These are all edited in some regard~Whether they are painted, HDR’d or simply enhanced.

I am restless.

My thoughts are scattered.

The past few days have been challenging at best.

The good news is, this too shall pass.

The bad news is, so will my beloved autumn.

Catch it while you can.  ❤

I took these while Mike and I were driving home from our whirlwind weekend. Thankfully, he was driving and I was the one with the camera. It just works better that way!  He doesn’t always indulge my passion for photographing pretty much everything, so I take what I can get.

Just like in life, when it comes to catching the good stuff, there are no “do overs”.

I love the little white church on the hill. It’s my favorite.

The Autumnal Sort of Hope

“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”
― George Eliot

Me too, Mr Eliot, me too!  This is my 2nd blog entry about autumn. I simply can’t get enough of it. I want to surround myself with it’s colors, it’s smells, it’s light. Today was no exception. I wanted to capture the beauty of today forever.

Thankfully, I have someone who indulges me when I get a thought like that stuck in my head.

I hope you enjoy the beauty of today as much as I did.  Thank you for allowing me to share it with you. 

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~and to quote Anne of Green Gables ” I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers!”

 

Falling into fall (original,ya, I know.)

“Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting, and autumn, a mosaic of them all .” ~ Stanley Horowitz

Don’t just read that, *see* that, visualize that in your mind. I think it’s so lovely. Autumn is my very favorite.  The colors, the smells, the textures. Reds, oranges, yellows, even browns. Pumpkin, cinnamon, caramel .. oh the caramel! and funnel cakes from all the local fairs… crunchy leaves under our feet, snapping twigs, the songs of the different birds as they head south. And of course, sweater weather!! Give me a fabulous sweater/turtleneck, a great pair of pants and my favorite boots any day.  You can keep your shorts. And your flip flops. I’ve no use for those.

I woke up so excited this morning to get busy around the house and make it look like fall. I like it to look like fall around here, on the inside too, for as long as possible. I’m already behind. Treatment last week set me back. But I’ll catch up. My home is decorated in all the fall colors that I love, too. They are warm and they make me feel warm and comfortable and I  find it such a compliment when even my childrens’  friends remark on how “warm” and cozy our little house feels. I read somewhere that women tend to decorate our homes in the colors that we look best in ( without even realizing that’s what we are doing).  So I looked around and realized that was exactly what I’d done. Except I don’t have any terrific hunter green or royal blue rooms. YET….

But I digress…

Attaching some of my past favorite photos of fall. I’d like to think I’ve come a long way in my photo skills so hopefully this year’s shots will show some marked improvement. I joined a photography group and met some incredibly talented people along the way who were kind enough to share some tricks of the trade with me. I was like a sponge.. I couldn’t (can’t) get enough of these amazing folks.

So here’s to fall.. every glorious aspect of it’s too short season.  I “roll” down my car window, turn up my radio, sing a little bit louder and raise my caramel cappuccino to you!

What’s your favorite part of fall?