oh, tanenbaum
I have to admit that I’m not really a holiday person, but I love Christmas. I love the festive music and the twinkling lights, and one of my favorite parts of the whole year is decorating the tree. My mom gave all of us an ornament every year from the time we were born. Getting out the boxes every year is like looking through a time capsule. Some of these ornaments have been with me for more than thirty years! I am doing the same thing with my children so that someday when they move out (*sniff*) they will have lots of ornaments for their tree, and the memories that go along with them. This past weekend we got our tree, and I took a few pictures at the farm.
bathtime
This boy loves the water. I think he would live in it, if he could!
awesomely fat squirrel
It’s no secret around here that squirrels are my favorite animal. How can you not love this guy?
going out in a blaze
Summer is coming to an end here in New Hampshire. The mornings and evenings are chilly. The crickets are no longer chirping with vigor. And, the squirrels are scampering in earnest about our yard, diligently preparing for the coming months. Something about this turning of the seasons always makes me feel very peaceful. I can feel my spirit changing from the energetic “outer-me” of summer, to the self-reflective “inner-me” of autumn and, eventually, winter. I feel a longing to be with myself again. And, though I hold dear those precious memories of our summer days at the beach or pool, and of our languidly basking in the sun on the back porch, I think I am ready for fall. Yes, I am ready.
But, for one moment longer, I will savor the glory of summer. Here are the holders-on, the last of summer’s vibrant bouquet. When we are deep in the dark and cold of winter, we can look back at these living flames and feel just a bit of their light and warmth when we need it most.
