Woodsy Walks and Fertile Fields

I do like autumn. 

There is something soul-satisfying about shuffling through the leaves on a forest floor and following a path that meanders through a myriad of trees:

elms, 

oaks, 

red pines 

and more.

It was a glistening, golden morning filled with shimmering, fluttering dancers. 

A few hills were a clear reminder that I need to walk more regularly. Are you a walker?

 

After the hike, I drove home by a scenic route, past many farms. 

  

That's one thing I like about my part of the world, rural areas are nearby.

It seems I wasn't the only one appreciating the day.

Thank you so much for stopping by and for your comments.

Here's wishing you a wonderful week and some time to enjoy the outdoors.

Happy Thanksgiving

It's Thanksgiving weekend in Canada, and surely harvest time is something for which to be grateful.

I'm linking with Mary for "Mosaic Monday" at Little Red House.

Have a lovely week. 

At a Loss for Words

Do you ever find

that you have very little to say?

Except for, "Hello, I hope all is well with you."

 

 

A Touch of Autumn Changes

There's something to be said for a neighbour who has a gigantic maple tree. I enjoy all of its beauty over my back fence, with very little of the leaf raking. I'll have my share of that in front of my house.

Although most of my flowers have passed their prime, the geraniums are still happy to produce blooms.

 It won't be long before the garden will need a good clear-out.

Before then, though, there are still some 

tomatoes to pick, 

parsley to harvest, 

and roses to pluck. 

Other, more pressing, household chores also need to be done; it's time to unearth the paint brushes again, clear out the shed, and deal with the eavestrough.

Spring is generally seen as a season of renewal, but I find autumn has its own timetable of transformation, inner and outer.

Are you contemplating making any changes this season?

Before everything green fades away or turns to yellow, red, and gold, I'm linking with "Green Day" at Raindrops and Daisies.

Garden Fresh

Fresh picked tomatoes from one's own garden have to be one of life's simple pleasures.

Newly ripened, still warm from the sun, and flavourful.

Have a wonderful week.

I'm linking to "Mosaic Monday" at Little Red House.