1. Our neighbor, who was seriously injured in a farming accident 18 months ago, sits in a wheelchair on his front porch. I am so happy to see him outside and to be able to say, "Good morning".
2. We push ourselves to finish every errand on the list all within one drive to Roanoke. This will free up all the other days of the week and save on gas.
3. I walk Henri down to get the mail and decide to keep on walking.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Rain Shapes the Day
1. The sound of rain on the roof while we sat in church made everything cozy.
2. Reading out on the porch while it rains.
3. At dusk, the light turns a misty pink and gray. It is beautiful through the panes of window, but gives an eerie feeling.
2. Reading out on the porch while it rains.
3. At dusk, the light turns a misty pink and gray. It is beautiful through the panes of window, but gives an eerie feeling.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Independence Day
1. Too many books and I need room for more. I carefully pull a boxful to donate to the library and I have no regrets in parting.
2. Sawdust everywhere in the basement, but the smell of freshly cut wood compensates for the mess.
3. I also love the smell of Calamine lotion. It's generally associated with poison ivy, (which I had annually as a child and now have again). I like to dab the cotton ball, feel the cool lotion and smell the Calamine...is it just me?
4. The town gathers on the ball field at dusk. We meet up with friends and family, everyone happy to be out in this evening. Once it's dark, the fireworks begin and all faces turn upward.
5. We walk back through town where families continue to celebrate in backyards with sparklers. I like walking after dark on a pleasant summer's night.
6. Audrey is home ahead of us and tells me that the Albino deer was lying in our front field when she drove in. I decide that this deer alone may eat my flowers.
2. Sawdust everywhere in the basement, but the smell of freshly cut wood compensates for the mess.
3. I also love the smell of Calamine lotion. It's generally associated with poison ivy, (which I had annually as a child and now have again). I like to dab the cotton ball, feel the cool lotion and smell the Calamine...is it just me?
4. The town gathers on the ball field at dusk. We meet up with friends and family, everyone happy to be out in this evening. Once it's dark, the fireworks begin and all faces turn upward.
5. We walk back through town where families continue to celebrate in backyards with sparklers. I like walking after dark on a pleasant summer's night.
6. Audrey is home ahead of us and tells me that the Albino deer was lying in our front field when she drove in. I decide that this deer alone may eat my flowers.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Mountain Air, Rock Opera, The White Deer
1. The clear, sharp morning air clears my groggy head as I step out early.
2. Introduced the kids to the rock opera concept via Jesus Christ Superstar and Tommy. Danced and laughed and sang our way through.
3. I stepped out the door and caught sight of the albino deer grazing out front. The girls have been telling me about it since it was a fawn last summer and this is the first time I've seen it, pure white!
2. Introduced the kids to the rock opera concept via Jesus Christ Superstar and Tommy. Danced and laughed and sang our way through.
3. I stepped out the door and caught sight of the albino deer grazing out front. The girls have been telling me about it since it was a fawn last summer and this is the first time I've seen it, pure white!
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Brown, Thoughts, Possibilities
1. Yanked out a dying bush and was done with it.
2. It's a long drive to everything around here. These long drives alone give me time to contemplate without interruption.
3. The day is not done yet and that means there is still time and possibility for more pleasures!
2. It's a long drive to everything around here. These long drives alone give me time to contemplate without interruption.
3. The day is not done yet and that means there is still time and possibility for more pleasures!
There is a Pleasure in the Pathless Woods by Lord George Byron
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Tea Tavern, Cooler, Brake Job
1. A lovely brunch with friends at the White Oak Tea Tavern. The cranberry pecan chicken salad is delicious, served with a mini half-loaf of home baked bread and balsamic vinegar dressing for dipping. Iced black tea with a hint of raspberry- so refreshing! The atmosphere of this authentic log cabin-turned-tea tavern is cozy and welcoming.
2. Huge dark clouds usher in cooler air. It is kind of mother nature to give us a break now and then from the heat.
3. We peek out the window at husband and son-in-law working together on the car's brakes. They are huddled over the parts in all seriousness, hands greasy. Chad is wearing one of Steve's hats. It's nice to have sons in the family.
2. Huge dark clouds usher in cooler air. It is kind of mother nature to give us a break now and then from the heat.
3. We peek out the window at husband and son-in-law working together on the car's brakes. They are huddled over the parts in all seriousness, hands greasy. Chad is wearing one of Steve's hats. It's nice to have sons in the family.
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