This evening the crows gathered, with the moon almost full.
The weather has been warm, not typical November weather. I love the feel and smell of autumn, so I’m happy with this warm sunny spell.
The crows put me in mind of The Dark is Rising (Susan Cooper). Crows as harbingers. There is a sense of stillness, of waiting.
Again my life is filled with a series of ER and doctor visits. The most recent was for my mother’s fall. Life is such a mixture of beauty and pain.
Last night we attended a nearby annual event, Barnstorm, which included live music, dancing, food, a pumpkin-carving contest, and conversation.
Women in the window! There were windows on all four sides of the second floor of this marvelous old barn.
The interior of the second floor was home to the festivities. The small loft above was used decoratively.
The stage, ready for a variety of musical acts.
Three women, three paper lanterns ~ waiting for the music to begin.
A musical beginning. The show was opened with a lively guitar and ukulele number.
More music ~ Em and Kate
Some of the entries in the pumpkin-carving contest.
A Jack o Lantern with quite the nose.
Goodnight, Barnstorm! We left early and missed many musical acts, dancing, and the pumpkin judging. Several people brought tents, which were pitched outside the barn for those wanting to sleep over. I opted for my cozy bed at home.
The granddaughters left this morning after a whirlwind trip ~ and I’m recovering (sniffle) from the bug they left with me. Spring cleaning calls to me, despite my aches and pains.
Two “children” were able to join us for the holidays, son and youngest daughter. Gratitude fills my heart for them, my eldest daughter, my two granddaughters, and my husband.
Happy New Year, from my family to yours!
“Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it.”
Photo by Seth Rockmuller
Yes, attention, astonishment – but I’ve had trouble with the “tell about it” part. My blog has languished, as I prepare for Marian’s visit, the Elderwoman series, and this month’s SWW gathering. It didn’t help that the modem died over the holiday weekend (it has been replaced). My response to being without internet access for three days is worthy of a separate post.
Photo by Seth Rockmuller
But it’s been a wonderful summer. I attended a college reunion where we wandered by kayak and canoe on the Delaware River; had bike riding adventures with cousins Mia and Keir; and visited son Ben in NYC. His new apartment is near the Chrysler building; the photo of it was taken from the roof of his building.
Yesterday I discovered a video about Star Island, where I spent a week in July/August. It shows the stark beauty and rich history of the place.
There is more, always, but it will have to wait; work beckons.
Earth, air, fire and water today. Watching the little fishies, the granddaughters, splashing, swimming, playing, immersing themselves in coolness and fun. Soaking it in – the sky with wind-blown clouds, the sandy shore, the strong summer sun, and precious water. We are made of cycling earth, air, fire, water, constantly renewed. No wonder beach play feels so good!