the air is different today
the wind sings with a new tone
sighing of changes
coming
the harvest gathered
a flower, a nut,
some mead, and bread,
a candle and a prayer
returning the fruits
in thanksgiving
to the grove
and receiving
it’s blessing
again
— Rhawk, “Alban Elfed”
While we have been pretty disappointed with how these particular zinnias have performed in the dyepot, (having to fiddle with pH almost to the point of invoking magic spells) they have been a beautiful addition to our dyer’s garden. The butterflies, the bees and we have certainly enjoyed their beautiful bright orange colors as summer wanes and autumn waits just around the corner.
hanging on tight to what remains of late summer
soaking up the sunshine… the color…the sights
the sounds of summer insects… especially in the evening
trying to take in… absorb enough memories of this summer
to last until the next
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a single moment from the week.
A simple, special extraordinary moment.
A moment to pause, savor and remember.
Participating with the SouleMama blog.
We love the first light of morning – there is something about it that is so soft and special…
Hope you have a lovely morning… we are off to muck out the barn
Day 2 of Poppytalk’s Summer Colour Week – today is pink – enjoy all the beautiful contributions in the Flickr pool.
Heading to the barn this morning to vaccinate the lambs and do FAMACHA testing on all the lambs and their mamas. It is stormy, windy and raining cats and dogs. We could use a little sunshine and color inspiration to get us moving this morning so we thought we would share these pictures from earlier this week just in case you, also, can use a little pick-me-up. Have a wonderful weekend!
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| slow going on the George Washington National Highway |
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| a roof-line guaranteed to make you smile |