Wednesday, September 30, 2015

In Fall's Midmorning Light

The older I get, the more the four seasons fly by in a flash
to such an extent that, during a recent, short trip on a
 swing, summer's silky, green leaves morphed into 
burning corals of  bling!
But the skies are still blue,
and the sun is still bright,
and the pretties still bloom
in fall's midmorning light.
I trust, soon enough, cool gusts will whisper
  to me autumn's secret recipe, particularly, how
it stirs that crisp, morning air with such flair
to create a mood that doesn't compare with
any other season - not even spring's.
Until then,
the skies are still blue,
and the sun is still bright,
and the pretties still bloom
in fall's midmorning light.

Wishing you all a very
Happy Wednesday,
and a wonderful week!
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Monday, September 14, 2015

In Season


A woman of autumn, I am, 
in this third stage of my being,
lightly seasoned with sage,
 clearly no longer green.

'Mountains in November', Julia Lesnichy. A landscape
 of  Dewena's beloved and beautiful, Blue Ridge Mountains.

But I know a wise, wintry soul
 from the south, who gently calms
stormy hearts from afar, in a manner
sweetly reminiscent of spring, 
for the blooming smiles and
  warmth that she brings.

'Carolina Wren in Autumn', Janet Zeh

Our minimalist, mutual friend, 
whose yearning and yen for 
wabi sabi and zen, fittingly 
nests in the home of a wren, 
and whatever the season,
meets and greets the world 
 from her window.

This post is dedicated to two sweet hearts,
my friends, Dewena and Tammy
Wishing them both a speedy recovery!

Thanks for visiting 
and have a lovely week!


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Wednesday, September 9, 2015

If I Were a Storybook Character

Hurst Bakery, Aurora, Ontario
 When I walk into a shop that makes me feel
as if I'm stepping straight into a storybook, well,
 let's just say I become somewhat animated, myself!
A beautiful neighbourhood in Aurora, Ontario
In storybook land, all the roads are paved with
 pastel pretties, to detain us from our intended 
destination, thus creating some scented suspense!

When we finally do get there, we don't want 
to leave, for the messy array of trinkets on 
the vintage stove stops us in your tracks!

Not to mention the irresistible display of decadence
 that suddenly has me walking on air - a sweet love affair
 that started with a luscious lemon square and presently 
knows no end to all things coconut and creamy!

And so, I turn the pages fast, quickly flipping to
the last, as I leave behind the land of sweet treats
and nostalgic eye candy.  Yet, something tells me
that the chapter on this most charming town will
continue in this storybook that I cannot put down,
until I've wandered through its entirety completely.