Twelfth Night

remembering three travelers,
three gifts from our ridge meadow farm:

a gentle morning sun dog, a benediction on our humble silo

a fiery January moon eclipsed by my neighbor's silo

and a single perfect orb of another sort,

courtesy of LadyHawk.
Blessings at the close of the season.

9th day of Christmas

"Exhaust the little moment, 

soon it dies.

And be it gash or gold,

it will not come again in this disguise."

Gwendolyn Brooks

welcome, 2015

With gratitude for 2014, and deep thanks to each of you,
a blessing of a new day, a new year,
with courage I remember...

"To begin, begin."
                          Wordsworth

time tumbling toward the terminus of 2014

remembering to use the camera on our late afternoon walks

watching to catch the rhythms of the universe

loving assistance with the seasonal decorating

Graces abundant at every turn. Nature's restoratives always on offer.

on the eve of our day of gratitude

The light is fading. The air is still but with the sounds of rifle shot echoing from our near neighbors' properties. Intermittent reminders that life is fragile. It is the middle of deer season here.
Last night just as we were tucked under our covers reading before sleep beneath our bedroom windows the coyotes passed through the garden, calling to one another in quick conversation. The baby moon had already slipped below the horizon and there was no light to see them by. Walking this afternoon along the meadow paths, stepping into our recent snow we read of their passing, and that of deer, mice, and more in the night.

I feel deep gratitude that our children live near. I am almost embarrassed by the riches we have planned for our meal tomorrow.
On the eve of Thanksgiving I pause to think of each of you as I count my blessings.
May sweet healing energy envelop us all as we pause to give thanks.

a break in the weather

Ahh, a sunny November day. Perfect for a long walk in the drifted snow of our meadow path.

And a good day to finally harvest the fragrant lemons all ripe at once on my last year's Christmas present from Jerome.

Hope you were blessed by sun today as well.

thoughts on a snowy day

When I've been away from my blog for a while my first inclination when I return is to explain, where I've been, what I've been up to, fill in the gaps in a rush to justify ignoring this space for so long.
Well, not this time. LIFE has been happening in the interim, some good, some not as good.
And now at the precipice of the last week of November I am stunned to see the tail end of 2014 in the near distance. It is so very hard not to give in to the old habits of self imposed pressures and demands for the holidays. Yet that is exactly my goal. I want to be calm, peaceful, grateful. I will tell those I love that I love them. I will reach inside myself and forgive me for often losing my way.
For today that is enough.
Thank you for continuing to check for signs of life over here at sallymomsprouts. I feel the dormancy shifting.
Be gentle with yourselves. I care a great deal about each of you.