being thankful...

Each year, each November, it seems my blessing mount up, my reasons to be thankful tally higher, counter to this, losses are added; so thankful that my blessings are greater....

for family

for friends

for Faith

for the future...

FALL

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Falling into FALL . . .

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Of you... loving, good thoughts and shared memories, falling past the present and into the future. . .

with you.

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-damr9/21/2011

or a Hiaku??
Falling into FALL /

Of you, loving thoughts / Falling into the future. . .

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I'm forever chasing rainbows...

With a piecing of color and scraps of yarn, I created a monet-inspired afghan for Mick and Jen, on the occasion of their engagement (7/27/2011), forever... a rainbow...

Here's to you Pamela, Happy Birthday...

http://secure.smilebox.com/ecom/openTheBox?sendevent=4d6a59324d5445344f44633d0d0a&sb=1

Gypsy Soul - Van Morrison
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I dont have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when thst fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I dont have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic
Come on girl...

Sept. 1 and Fall is in the air?

Wistful of Fall, thoughts of cooler weather after this HOT Spring and Summer... sold my old 2003 Rendezvous and looks like our 10 year Dell computer is giving up the "ghost", pushing me to pack-up files, photos, email addresses, Excel and Word docs.  Makes one realize the perils of this computer-info age.  Heading onward... new wheels and new techie times...

A good metaphor lyric to go by, for near and dear ones, 'Dance me to the end of Love':

http://www.elyrics.net/read/l/leonard-cohen-lyrics/dance-me-to-the-end-of-love-lyrics.html

HAIKU TUESDAY: high and dry kept so / no storm to slay today / you are safe from harm

 

 

Calm after the storm. . .

Thankful. . . after unwelcome visitor, H Irene, all family and NE friends are safe and accounted for, dusting themselves off of her leftovers.

Mom, I have a plant. . . (from my son, Mick)

Looks to be a spider plant (not the curly leaf or white/green type).  Let these little shoots keep growing, they will bloom, then turn into "little" baby spider plants; when they start growing roots (white tuber fingers) on the bottom, you can:

1.  do nothing, they will hang down and they will continue to grow.

 2.  snip momma-baby stem and put the baby(s) into a container with water, just covering these "fingers (roots)", they will continue to grow.  You can keep them water rooted or put the baby(s) into a pot of soil and grow them.

 3. keep the momma- baby stem attached to the momma, take another small pot of soil, plant the baby, push a paper clip on the attached stem into the soil, this will keep your baby from pulling out of the soil; when the baby looks to be growing, sever the mom-baby-stem.  

 Now you have another spider plant potted.... OR...

 4.  trim off all the stems and just enjoy momma plant; she'll put out babies once or twice a yr.....