Nestled in Quietude 


" In the entire circle of the year

there are no days so delightful

as those of a fine October,

when the trees are bare to the mild heavens

and the red leaves bestrew the road,

and you can feel the breath of winter,

morning & evening - no days so calm,

so tenderly solemn,

and with such a reverent meekness in the air."

{Alexander Smith}

Dear beloved October,

you brought your finest this year,

the world brimming with the beauty of it all.

Many walks, many sips of tea, many pages read.

The journey with Lord of the Rings filled my days

with a deep satisfaction.

A surprise trip to Seattle with my girl,

because you only turn 13 once.

Returning home refreshed and inspired,

how a few days away can realign the soul.

Days filled with glorious wonder of the

gifts of this autumn season.

Walking and observing,

capturing and savoring.

My dear, beloved October.

" There is something in the Autumn

that is native to my blood ~

Touch of manor, hint of mood

and my heart is like a rhyme,

with the yellow and the purple and

the crimson keeping time.

The scarlet of the maples can shake

me like a cry of bugles going by.

And my lonely spirit thrills

to see the frosty asters like a

smoke upon the hills.

There is something in October

sets the gypsy blood astir;

we must rise & follow her,

when from every hill of flame

she calls and calls

each vagabonding name."

{Bliss Carman}

New month.

Clean slate, open book.

Spacious days.

Time to create, time to dream.

Read the book, sip the tea.

Write the pages, rest the heart.

Oh, for the glorious delight of wide open days...

long morning walks in the crisp morning air,

capturing the vibrancy and energy of this season.

Puttering about my day,

letting the hours carry me away.