The leaves are all down here in MD. "Fall" has fallen.
Most of the leaves here in Northern Virginia have fallen to the ground. It's now time for the annual odious task -- the raking of leaves. I liked raking leaves back in the day when we could burn the leaves and roast marshmallows!But before this year's leaves came down, we did have one of the most magnificent displays ever of fall foliage! I'm not sure why, but it has crossed my mind that the Lord gave us a spectacular autumn because "the winter of our discontent" is upon us -- literally and figuratively.
Our leaves up here in New Hampshire are long gone, but your pictures look like they were taken right out of my back window a short while ago. Nice!
Hi, AA! Nice to see you! Hope you had a good Thanksgiving?It's funny! Two of those pictures actually WERE taken in New Hampshire -- one sent by a friend, the other taken by a cousin;s daughter who lives there. The cousin, himself, and his wife just moved up there to be closet to their daughter and her two young children.I do like to feature beautiful things for which should ll be grateful, if only as a reminder that politics isn't everything. The moon shines just as brightly in Communist Slave States (like Assachewshits };-)> as it does in the "Live Free Or Die" state.And the sun will continue to rise in the east and set in the west.I'm not going to worry to much, unless The Big Dipper dumps its contents all over the heavens or Orion draws his sword and attacks Gemini, etc.Enjoy Christmas!~ FT
I'm convinced that God presented us with Beauty to help make it easier to get through the rough spots.After all, God is Truth and Truth is Beauty, and God is Love, therefore Love, Truth and Beauty must be synonymous."Hold fast to that which is good; render not evil for evil ..."Cheerio!~ FT
The sights and sounds of fall are great. The leaves turning colour and the geese honking and ducks quacking as they fly overhead going south for the winter.I guess those are older memories when you could grab a shotgun and head out and hunt down those quackers. Nowadays I notice the geese and ducks are tamer some even staying around in the cold and snow of winter—they've been trained to expect people to feed them through the winter now and they stay around. Sort of like some people an many ways, I guess.
At the Christian school where I taught for some 18 years, we had a regular feature for our bulletin boards: "God's Paintbrush." Those were my favorite bulletin boards for the year -- well, except for the Christmas bulletin boards, which gave all the honor to Jesus as the Son of God.
This is stunning! I was saddened to see that you removed your post on my blog. Hopefully, you did get my response to your lovely post? I was extraordinarily moved.Andie
I'm sorry, Andie. I am one of your many admirers, and do feel that in many ways we are kindred spirits.I removed that post, because after I looked at it for a while I was afraid it might be interpreted as my trying to call attention to myself. (I get accused of being a "showoff" too frequently, and don't feel good about it.)Your enchanting, highly original blog is one of very few that consistently draws favorable attention.I am astonished not only at your creativity in creating a version of Old World Surroundings that's still uniquely you, but also at the tremendous amount of energy and perseverance you demonstrate in assiduously "fine-tuning" your home, which is a work of art in and of itself.Take care, and please visit here whenever you feel like it. It's great to see you.~ FreeThinke
As Voltaire once commented..."We must cultivate our gardens, Dr. Pangloss". Candide. ;)
Freethinke,There is only one you. I happen to like you just the way you are. Growing up as a ward of the State I lived vicariously through books.I If you look closely you will see a fairy tale in every room of my home! It was built by Hans Christian Andersen, The Brothers Grimm, Charles Dickens...If you look at my dining room you will see what the Little Match Girl saw.xoAndie
Well, Andie, you offer more proof that Shakespeare was right when he wrote, "Sweet are the uses of adversity."If it weren't for A.A. Milne, Hans Christian Andersen, The Brothers Grimm, A Child's Garden of Verses, Maeterlinck's The Blue Bird, Thornton W. Burgess, Uncle Wiggly, A Christmas Carol, David Copperfield and Oliver Twist I doubt if I would have survived childhood, myself.I have to add the influence of Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin, Schumann, Debussy, Ravel, Verdi, Puccini and Johann Strauss as well, for my family was extraordinarily fond of great music -- lucky me.We also loved The Big Bands and novelty singers such as The Andrews Sisters, Margaret Whiting, Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra and Helen O'Connell. To say nothing of George Gershwin, Cole Porter, Rodgers and Hart, Rodgers and Hammerstein.I guess I'm "eclectic" -- just like our country.What I rail against incessantly is the MILITANT VULGARITY and HOSTILITY to DECENCY that took over in the 1960's. I can't accept it, and I can't get over it, SO I retreat happily into the atmosphere of the rich, colorful, re gracious past whenever I can get away with it.~ FreeThinke
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