Thursday, October 14, 2010

Autumn Pleasures


Each season brings its own pleasures. Contentment and fulfillment come, in part, from enjoying each delight as it appears, then letting the seasons pass and new joys take their place.

For now, these are my small delights...


Scuffling through fallen leaves, while admiring the structural elegance of bare tree limbs,


taking time to notice small details, one leaf in the midst of a million,


reading, knitting or conversing with the glow of a candle adding just a bit more light and warmth to a quiet room


warm apple cake, redolent with cinnamon.

And my favourite October poem excerpt....

"Listen, the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves."

Humbert Wolfe

6 comments:

  1. Funny thing... as soon as I saw your first picture I could smell that earthy smell I love. Pungent and clean.

    The apple cake looks like something my little family would enjoy!

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  2. So surprised to see your world looking a great deal like my own minus the warm apple cake and the candle...

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  3. am glad you enjoy the bounty of the fall..I get sad as I love spring and summer but fall...not so much..

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  4. Lorrie - I found this blog today and immediately thought of you - although you might already have discovered it.
    http://the-white-bench.blogspot.com/

    That's a lovely quote and I agree there are some benefits to the fall, but the only thing is it brings us so much closer to winter.

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  5. Love the photos Lorrie!
    But you forgot to give us the recipe for this yummy looking apple cake!!!
    I love anything with apples!!
    Pamela xo

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  6. I can almost see it...feel it...taste it...smell it...right here! Autumn is a delightful time of year.

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