To fade,
to fall,
to create space –
Nature doesn’t just
let go
in autumn.
It makes room
to grow.

To fade,
to fall,
to create space –
Nature doesn’t just
let go
in autumn.
It makes room
to grow.

How will you be spending it?

Here in my little corner of Virginia, it rained yesterday for the first official day of fall, and I spent most of it inside, reading. Today, I’m volunteering with a fifth-grade book club. We’ll be discussing Because of Winn-Dixie, which is one of the sweetest and most adorable books I’ve ever read. And after that, who knows? Perhaps Graham and I will get out and about and run some errands, or maybe I’ll sit and write. I do have a short story to post by the end of the month, after all. 😉
Whatever you do with this first autumn Friday, I hope it’s something worth doing, and that it makes you happy.
Until next year.

I’m always a little melancholy when one season ends, but also happy and excited to see a new season start. I wonder what this autumn will bring. Good things, I hope.
I used to be afraid of spiders, but now, living in the country, I look at them as friends. Well, mostly. I certainly wouldn’t want to meet the wrong spider at an inopportune moment, and some relationships work best with a little distance. But I find the ones that set up shop around our property to be largely unintrusive, and interesting, and honestly, sort of beautiful. And it helps that their webs keep the other bugs and pests away.
Now that we’re coming into fall, I’ve seen several.

Mostly writing spiders, which as a writer myself, I can’t help but feel a certain kinship with.

That’s strange, isn’t it? But we women have stories in us, and deep down, I think we’re all weavers and makers.

And I figure, outside in the fields and trees and such, I’m really in their territory, not the other way around. So, as long as they keep to themselves, I’ll do the same.
Autumn is a time for ghosts.
When the days turn,
when the world comes to rest,
there’s space and time
for those who’ve
stayed behind.
In the changing of the leaves
and the chilling in the air,
the smoky breeze
and the golden sky,
they join us,
just there.
As close as a breath,
and far as they’ve always been,
as fall to winter and winter to spring,
they wait for us in that place
between.

…for one last sunrise.

This is from yesterday, bright and early, as we were packing up and getting ready to head home from a lovely and much-needed vacation. I don’t know what it is about sunrises on the beach, but I just can’t enough of them.
We’re staying at Graham’s parents’ house for the next couple of weeks for some beach and family time, and they’ve got a lovely garden with a small koi pond.

Y’all, the fish are always, always, always hungry.
Graham got a new camera! It’s a Fujifilm X-T30 II, and he’s really liking it so far. It’s lightweight, easy to carry, and takes pretty good pictures. He’s been snapping some random, quick shots around the house and garden to try it out, and explore its different modes and features.



And of course, our two favorite subjects. 😊


Gatsby’s been dealing with an eye issue, which we’ve finally gotten diagnosed and have some medicine for. Not that it’s easy to give him the medicine, but at least we’ve got it.
We’re planning to spend some time this weekend playing around a bit more with the new camera. Hopefully we get some good photos!
We had a wonderful weekend visiting with family in the mountains! We’re exhausted and happy, and we made lots of good memories. One of them? Watching the sunset over the mountains.

Just absolutely, almost unbelievably gorgeous. I love my little corner of Loudoun, but the mountains will always feel like home to me.
Nature is its own kind of powerful, beautiful magic.
