The newly cleaned brass candlesticks are on the mantel again. I like the clustered look with different shapes. It was a sunny day, a bit windy, but bright and clear.
After a morning spent tidying and cooking in the house, I took myself off for a walk. Quaking Aspen leaves glinted like gold in the breezy sunshine. And the sound - so lovely. Cottonwoods grow nearby and I noticed how similar their leaf shape is to the Aspens, just bigger. Sure enough, they're related. I'm tickled to learn this little new fact.
For most of the summer the pond has been very dry and the ducks absent. With the recent rain, the water is trickling back and the ducks have returned. They quacked loudly to warn the others of my approach. Ripples of wind danced across the water and brought the scent of clear cool air with a hint of salty brine from the ocean that is never far away.
Along the path shriveled blackberries cling to their stems while the next limb holds red berries that are fated to never ripen. There are crimson rose hips and white snowberries lining the paths, food for the birds in the lean months ahead. The skeletons of the enormous Garry Oak trees are beginning to show through the thinning leaves.
Leaves of all sorts carpet the ground and I noticed today that the vast majority of them lie face down on the ground. I wonder why, for the they rarely fall in a single straight line, but twirl and sway as they go.
Amid all the tawny browns, golds, and reds that characterize this time of year, a field of pink cyclamen seems out of place. But oh, so pretty.
An ordinary day. I am thankful for these quiet days of little drama and much beauty. As Anne of Green Gables said, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
Simple pleasures like watching a leaf twirl through the air really are the best 🍁🍂❤️
ReplyDeleteThe brass candlesticks look beautiful.
I'm reading several of your posts because I haven't been her for a while.
What a treat! They're lovely 🌹🧡🍰
It was a nice walk with beautiful pictures. I love the cyclamens and I have some spreading in the garden. The Avian flu is back to our country with the birds migration and a lot are already dead unfortunately. I hope it won’t be the case in your country.
ReplyDeleteThe shots of the duck pond and the trail are gorgeous! LM sure had a way with words!
ReplyDeleteThat is a perfect saying from Anne of Green Gables.
ReplyDeleteI’ve never seen cyclamen in the wild. They are so delicate to be in bloom this time of year.
ReplyDeleteSeeing your brass makes me realize how negligent I've been with brass, copper and silver. I need to get out and get polishing!
ReplyDeleteLittle pleasures is so right this time of year. So much to enjoy. Those aspen leaves against the blue sky are perfect as is the path of leaves. B x
ReplyDeleteLovely quote from Anne to close your post. Love that leaf strewn path!
ReplyDeleteOh, I love these pictures of your walk! Are the cyclamen growing in the wild? I bought a cyclamen in a 4" pot this month as I did last year, and put it in a slightly larger pot. Last year when it stopped blooming I put it in the area under my pine tree where all the cyclamen gifts received over the years have been planted. They always surprise me when I first notice their bright colors!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Anne___Simple , ordinary days are precious.
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