Yesterday

Yesterday, I looked at my yard, leaf-cluttered and a bit dejected. Flowers had bloomed, pumpkins had sat, now things needed to be readied for a new season. The summer things had earned a well-deserved snooze in garage and storage building. So, I set to work. When I’d finished, lawn ornaments were stashed, empty flower pots […]

Indian Summer

Indian Summer by Blanche Day Manos First, a faint and smoky color creeps across the blue horizon, And the warmth of many campfires seems to hover in the air; Then the leaves turn brown like buckskin on the trees the night wind sighs in, While the lovely Indian summer passes softly as a prayer.

New November

New November

November winds sweep up the leaves of October, tidying the yard for the snows of December. November people, you have reason to celebrate. Your beautiful birthstone is the yellow or amber topaz, a symbol of honor, strength, longevity, and wisdom.  Your flower is the fragrant chrysanthemum. November’s full moon is the Beaver Moon. Fun Old […]

Rain

Rain

At last, we’re getting much-needed rain. To say “much-needed” doesn’t really describe the state of dryness we’ve been in for a long time. I don’t think we had any rain in September and here it is, nearing the last of October. I’m just grateful for it. The trees and grass surely are, too. Fire danger […]

Secrets

Secrets

The cornfield in the moonlight where the shadows dance and sway Is not the same at midnight as it is throughout the day. The field is hushed at midnight; the world has gone to sleep; But the cornstalks nod and rustle at the mysteries they keep. Who moves throughout the cornfield? Who creeps and scuttles […]

Is It Really October?

Is It Really October?

You October people chose a wonderful month to be born. It’s a golden month, with the fragrance of apples and chrysanthemums, the time of harvest, a tucking in of plants,  and insects readying for a winter’s sleep. Your birthstone is the fabled opal. Read about it. It has a fascinating history. And, of course, your […]