Weather or Not...

The weather forecasters are busy today.

With an unusually warm day on tap,

they're keeping their eyes

on a chance of  a significant snow fall

just in time for Thanksgiving Day travels.

"Just before death

of flowers,

and before they 

are buried in snow,

there comes a festival 

season

when nature is all aglow."

~Anon

This is a shot from the entrance to Central Park.

Autumn 2014

xo

Feeling Grateful

It's been quite chilly here lately.

The winds have kicked up.

The leaves have all fallen,

The days are shorter.

Winter is fast approaching. 

We're getting ready 

To celebrate Thanksgiving

this week.

My heart is swollen with gratitude. 

And Love.

xo

12 Years Ago Today

Sadness is losing her.
To my Aunt Bernie
with Love.

xo

Pink

31 years ago,

I was blessed

with my own little bundle of pink!

I was certain that I would do things differently.

Time would be on my side.

I would sort of re-invent the wheel so to speak.

Boy, was I wrong.

Time flew.

From new born to toddler.

Toddler to teenager.

Before I knew it,

she was in college.

She was married.

Now, she awaits her own little bundle of pink.

My Birthday wish to my daughter

is 

time.

Time to enjoy all of life's little moments.

Time to enjoy life's big moments.

Time to enjoy her every moment.

Sprinkled with confetti!

Happy Birthday, Tiff.

xo

In Blackwater Woods

Look, the trees

are turning 

their own bodies 

into pillars

of light,

are giving off the rich 

fragrance of cinnamon

and fulfillment,

the long tapers

of cattails

are bursting and floating away

over

the blue shoulders

of the ponds,

and every pond,

no matter what its

 name is, is

nameless now.

Every year 

everything

I have ever learned

in my lifetime

leads back to this: the fires

and the black river of loss

whose other side 

is salvation

whose meaning 

none of us will ever know.

To live in this world 

you must be able 

to do three things:

to love what is mortal;

to hold it

against your bones knowing

your own life depends on it;

and, when the time comes to 

let it go,

to let it go.

~Mary Oliver

xo