Monday, September 29, 2014


"September is a banner of soft purple 
and metallic gold proudly 
suspended across the sky...
The sand y roads are bordered deep 
in goldenrod and wild asters.
Sweet apples and Porters are yellow
 in the orchards and blue
pearmains are ripening.
 Maple trees are touched with yellow
 from the first frost.
Pumpkins are drawn by the cartload 
from the fields and stacked beside the barn."
Gladys Hasty Carroll

Sunday, September 14, 2014

3rd Birthday

It was a monster truck bash,
and it had to be green!
That's what my 3 year old
grandson wanted!

He drove the truck up and down the frosting hill
and that made him very happy:) 

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

August (A Little Late)

"August is hot. Opulent, tired, thirsty, hot...
She asks no questions about the purpose of life,
is heavy with answers as a cow with milk
 coming up the pasture lane at days end.
 A child is to play and get into mischief
 and do his chores and eat and sleep and grow...
August is the meeting place of the currents of the year.
She feels the meeting within her,
the waters from many directions 
surging into a mighty eddy;
but she is not shaken by it, 
encompasses it calmly
 as she carried her children to full term 
despite their struggles to find a way out
 of the pocket in which she held them
 until it was time for them to go.
She is even faintly amused by the surging
 and eddying as she was by the struggles of her unborn."

Gladys Hasty Carroll