Counting Crows

Found. At the end of our walk in the woods, we came across a large branch that had fallen off a birch tree. I decided to take it home, trimmed it, cleaned it, placed it in a terracotta pot, covered the pot in burlap, and strung orange lights around it. Having most of these items already available at home, this project only cost $12. Pretty cool. Home is starting to look like fall...

One for sorrow,

two for joy,

three for a girl

four for a boy,

five for silver,

six for gold,

seven for a secret never to be told,

eight for a wish,

nine for a kiss,

ten for a time of joyous bliss.

Last Day of Summer

There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart.

Celia Thaxter

Oh how I miss being here. Although these are a few pictures to follow what will be summer's past tomorrow, rest assured that more pictures of this season will linger...

The Colors of Summer

pears

basil

zucchinis

eggplants

radishes

blueberries

tomatoes

apricots

Brought to you from our Farmer's Market.

Where the Sidewalk Ends

Walking the street parallel ours, we discovered a fairy door. A fairy resides in the tree located where the sidewalk ends.

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

By Shel Silverstein

Little Lavender Farm

Do you remember the lavender farmers I mentioned in July? This basket is filled with their generosity.

Lavender on the Lane

the wheat field (the day after the harvest)

carrie harvesting a bouquet

perfect place to dry lavenders

My Hunters & An Orchard

My only August post. There's been no such thing as lazy days of summer here, just busy, busy, busy and in many good ways. Every weekend has taken me to joyful places, this one in particular to the great outdoors!

This was a beautiful morning spent in Utah. The view of the orchard (neighboring Kuya Dohn's place) enticed Ate Delsa to pick-up her camera, and I to put my boots on.

I hope your summer has been filled with wondrous adventures!

us on the road to Wyoming

delsa thompson photography

Thank you Ate Delsa for these lovely pictures that's bursting with summer glow. You are one talented photographer and I am but your humble muse. *wink*

Ameet & Ally

Ameet and Allison (Ally) made a special visit one weekend. It was our first time meeting Ally and from the moment we said hello it was as if we've known her since we've known Ameet, that would be a long time. Suffice it to say we adored her and this weekend was the start of a beautiful friendship.

unbelievable bruch at Cafe Zola

organic, fresh, and flavorful

Big Bertha

Finally... Meet Bert, short for Big Bertha. LOL! I guess you could say that if Bert had a Godmother it would be Ting-Ting since she named our new ride. Bert arrived safely last month, albeit late from her desert journey. We've been breaking her in to the Midwest weather since. We'll enjoy her on the road in autumn and love her in the winter.

Then followed that beautiful season...

Then followed that beautiful season... Summer...

Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light;

and the landscape

Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The charming cabins we stayed at in Jackson Hole

Grand Teton National Park

Stealing time away on the river.

We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us. When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect.

Aldo Leopold