Creating, collecting, and sharing thoughts and ideas. And learning along the way.
My constant companions.
A Pumpkin and a Pot of ‘Mums: Essential Accoutrements on the Front Porch in the Fall
My colorful neighbors.
I cannot get enough of these views — in any season, but especially this one. Here’s one:
Here’s another:
And here’s one more:
A Letter in October
BY TED KOOSER
Dawn comes later and later now,
and I, who only a month ago
could sit with coffee every morning
watching the light walk down the hill
to the edge of the pond and place
a doe there, shyly drinking,
then see the light step out upon
the water, sowing reflections
to either side—a garden
of trees that grew as if by magic—
now see no more than my face,
mirrored by darkness, pale and odd,
startled by time. While I slept,
night in its thick winter jacket
bridled the doe with a twist
of wet leaves and led her away,
then brought its black horse with harness
that creaked like a cricket, and turned
the water garden under. I woke,
and at the waiting window found
the curtains open to my open face;
beyond me, darkness. And I,
who only wished to keep looking out,
must now keep looking in.
Yeah, I heard you say Sunday Selfie.
I had to stop!
And then turn around…
I had Chicken Handi, Majadara, and lipsmacking Raita. Need I say all homemade?
