Friday House
Friday…
… the light
…warm on the wood and the colors of this house.
and in the woods.
Late afternoon. A good week. Light and feel of Fall. Friday House.
Friday…
… the light
…warm on the wood and the colors of this house.
and in the woods.
Late afternoon. A good week. Light and feel of Fall. Friday House.
It is still warmer than is typical for September although a cool and hopefully wet change is due on the weekend. But then we are to bounce back to slightly warmer than normal next week.
It was shortly after 9:00 p.m. as I turned out the lights to head for bed when I noticed the moon through the trees and the moon shadows in the woods. Although cool, it was not cold and I dawdled in the dark taking photos and enjoying the night.
Like the Harvest Moon which is bright, large and in the night sky for longer than other full moons…slower to wane, so is our Summer this year.
This photo is the same evening as the Harvest Moon sunset…two nights ago.
It was a magical evening with soft layers of color in the fading day and a sharing of a new experience with Bear.
This night, I sit in the dark after a good work day, a day with time outside with Bear and with Bob, a day that had constant reminders of Karl…a day of mixed emotion.
I don’t know why some days have the difficult and sad come forth, while some have only the easy and happy and some, like today have a plethora of both.
Driving home this afternoon, from taking Bear to Wayfarer’s where we scoped out the camping situation (thinking of maybe an overnight or 2…) and had a wonderful walk, looked at the lake…I thought: I feel both the happiest and the saddest that I’ve felt in over a year. It is not a bad sad, it is a “missing Karl” sad, a “why did that dear dog have such a tough end?” sad…a sad with no answers in this earthly life, sad. And all the while I was also so happy with where Bear and I are and where Bob and Bear are and where we are as a family. Odd.
Then I looked at this photo…at the layers of color, the layers of mountains…and remembered taking Bear while remembering Karl. Mixed emotions at the end of the day.
Bear and I headed down the road home as the sun was setting…
…to watch the Harvest Moon rise…
…over the road home.
Pate a choux from Julia Child’s Mastering the Art of French cooking…
Plum jam from fresh California plums…
Warm puffs with warm jam :)!
A cat nap.
An eye on the squirrels.
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