Some walk alone.

I'm certain I've mentioned this topic before, but it has been on my mind a lot lately. I'm rapidly approaching 40 and I've just realized the older I get, the more I like to be alone. I don't mean everyday, all day. Not quite that extreme! I like and need alone time. To sit and be quiet, to be still, to be mindful and in the very moment. Listening to and looking at my surroundings. For me, It's a release. A time to reflect and declutter my mind. It's something I desperately need, and I'm better for it. I can remember a time in my life when I NEVER wanted to be alone. I didn't like it at all. And I remember feeling as if I were missing out on something. Now at age 39, I feel like I'm missing out if I don't get my alone time. I crave it. It's become a part of who I am and who I need to be. And so I've learned...."Not all that walk alone are lonely".
... and by the way, that also goes for cows!

Feeling nostalgic on this last day of September and full moon!

Last chance to squeeze in one last post this month....

I keep thinking about the sound of my granny Newsome's slamming door on her old back porch. Hoping and dreaming that one day, I too, will have that @ my dream farmhouse! The sound that was once annoying to her, I'm sure, is now a wonderful memory for me. One that I would love to hear again real soon. I know in my heart it will happen! And I can hardly wait! Happy full moon!

Peace and love.

Autumnal Equinox and John turns 40!

This past Saturday was the Autumnal Equinox. I celebrated by planting new fall flowers (mums and zinnias), 6 new tomato plants, worked a little on the fall garden, sipped on pumpkin wheat ale beer and quietly watched the sun go down behind the pines. I can definitely feel a change in the air. Nice.

John turned 40 on friday. He spent a little over a week at the hunting camp in Florida. Bow hunting is his passion  and the opening of the season is always around his birthday. For him, its a perfect way to celebrate! We welcomed him home Sunday afternoon with a home-cooked BBQ dinner, homemade chocolate cake with Yummy cream cheese icing and fresh strawberries, and a little birthday surprise! We love you, babe. XOXO

A great tune!

Watch "Ryan Adams | Invisible Riverside" on YouTube

Only I have walked in these shoes. (a rant)

So much negativity out there. Almost daily.... you hear it, see it, and sometimes you find yourself in the center of it. Why do people feel it necessary to put others down for their way of thinking and doing? Is it too hard to simply understand or except that everyone is different and that it takes 'all' kinds of people to make this world to go-a-round? I may think to myself "well, that is not how I would do that" but I certainly don't feel it necessary to ridicule others for doing something their way. I personally believe everyone has a reason for the way they are. Not everyone has or had a perfect life. Infact, obviously, most do not. Life isn't perfect. Everyone has their own path to walk. All of the things, small and large, that we endure along the way of our lifes journey, will truly, only be known by us as individuals. You will never know (and may not want to know) every detail of what made them who they are today!

I believe it's true....People only put others down in order to make themselves feel better about who they are. I sincerely feel sad for those people and I can only hope that they can grow and become more confident in their own skin.

Remember:

*Be kind to everyone, for everyone is fighting a battle

*Nobody likes a Negative-Nancy

*Unless you've walked on my exact path, don't pretend to know my journey.

A weekend of plenty...

* morning back-porch coffee              

* fresh hay for the chicken coop

* dug the last of the Sweet potatoes

* homemade raspberry jam

* sitting in the evening sun

* late dinner of vegetables

This old door.

Everyday for the past year I have driven by a building with a small old barn sitting just behind it. On the steps of this barn was this old pink door. I always thought to myself 'I really want that door'. So today was the day. I pulled into the empty lot and looked around. No one insight. Darnit! I got out of my car and started walking toward the back of another nearby industrial type building. It was very quiet and honestly a bit scary, but I kept walking... all the way up to this old opened garage door. Just inside I saw two older gentleman sitting there chatting....like old friends! I stepped in and one of them asked if he could help me with something. Thank goodness! I explained the old barn and asked if he knew who owned it. His reply "yes, I own it". My heart was happy. I questioned him about the old door and asked him if he would be willing to sell it. After all, it had been sitting basically outside for all this time and through all types of weather. His reply, "sure, its a 50 year old door and the paint is chipping off badly, but you can have it for $10.00". My reply, "Sold"!  Turns out these two older gentleman were really funny and very talkative. I sat and talked with them for about 30 minutes. We chatted about military life, small towns, old fashion chocolate malts, his lawn mower repair business and coca-cola with peanuts. It was a great time! Ok, so back to business. I told him that I would be right back with his money. So, I went to the nearest gas station,  bought 3 coca-colas and 3 packs of peanuts, and got $10.00 in cash. When I returned to the garage and saw the smiles that came over these two gentlemans faces, once they saw what I had for them, I thought 'how priceless'! In the end we were all happy, and at last, I had that old pink door!