A wonderful day to walk out to the garden. The last of the vegetables will be harvested in the next month or so. There were also wonderful flowers to adore and bring in. I used to be against cutting flowers....let them be gorgeous for everyone outside!!! Dead things! Yipes! But after taking just a mere few and leaving the rest for the bees, I feel good about it. Our window sill is brightened and brilliant.
Add THIS to the When Did I Turn Ninety pile.....I never enjoyed mums. Never. That's Ever with an 'n'. And then last Friday, I jumped from a young 40 to a young 90 when I saw how wonderfully Autumn they would be in our yard.
Just a walk around our neighborhood after doing many chores. I love chores when interspersed with Moments.
My mate has lived in our home for 10 years. My scorecard puts me at 9 years less than that. This is the first year he has ever seen the quince bush produce an actual quince. Admittingly, this is its best side. The other side appears to be a doorway for Someone who Lives in it. I've never had quince but for all it's gross rot on the non-viewable side, it smells amazing.
Another photo from one of those neighborhood walking Moments.
Mate decided that he should weed. He doesn't usually do chores and Moments on the weekend. He likes straight drill sargeant chores and then the rest of the weekend is a Moment.
I am running for Queen of Kindling. Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiit....I'm running for KING of kindling. I have no idea why I enjoy hunting kindling. Finding, touching, breaking, carrying. I adore trees as well so perhaps it is connecting with the bounty of the tree.
And my very favorite....that 2nd cup of coffee that I have in the afternoons. We use a French Press. If you haven't tried one, it's amazing. So simple, so clean and doesn't involve electricity. You do need to boil the water first though. We are quite spoiled....we always look forward to new coffees, fair trade, organic, and enthusiastically enjoy our old favorites. Sometimes we blend two together. After using the French Press I could never go back. Nor can I drink the free coffee at work....it turns my face eight shades of red and makes me hate.
No clues as to what the new season will bring but I am hoping, many many more Moments.
