Enjoying November

Nov4

I’m starting to enjoy the seasons to come. I have a lot of my cancer treatments, behind me. Now I have free days. Starting with re-potting the Orchid. Which was an experience. They really do need cramped roots, and tiny pots. It’s like squeezing a fat lady into a small corset. But I DID IT!!

The best time I had yesterday. Was to bring pots, into my little Greenhouse. And fill the benches with some nice things to come. These are my herbs, of Parsley, Basil, plenty of Thyme and Marjoram. These are fresh and healthy. No spraying, and rich dirt.

This is showing my Money Plant. I love that old thing. It’s about 15 years and gives the nicest shade of green. It’s n that white/pink pot. It’s an original. As it grows it’s stems they twist around each other. This makes an interesting TRUNK. Now they use a hybrid and plant two and twist them manually.

There are a couple of Christmas/Easter Cactus.

I have some pretty flowers too……….

This one is going to make me even MORE GREY!! Ha, I let her munch for a bit then knock on the window. If she eats it all today…nothing is left for tomorrow!

Our colors are almost all gone.

Oct27

There is still a wispy feel, and a glow.

And now the frost is seen in morn. The farmer gathers in his corn, with pleasure and delight.

A Walk in the Woods.

Sep22

I love this time of year. Now that we are in autumn we get to enjoy nature’s overwhelming bounty and tremendous beauty. I love to walk in the woods, take in the smells enjoy the crisp breeze, listen to the animals scurry as they hear my footsteps. Long ago I read a poem, I was never able to find it again. I wished I clipped it from the newspaper and saved it. There was a line in that sweet poem……I feel greener now, cleaner now, for my walk in the woods.

Every year, at this time. I research for that sentence on Bartleby . In doing so I came across this beautiful poem by Jimmie K. Bunnell. The way he speaks of the distant train whistle and the deer, is like he was walking with me.

A Walk In The Woods by Jimmie K. Bunnell| Lulu Poetry

A Walk In The Woods

by Jimmie K. Bunnell

I took a walk in the woods today,
I often start my morning this way.
The trail was beaten, winding and wide,
With deep ruts and tall oak trees on each side.
\A long black snake is lying in the path ahead,
Asleep or perhaps maybe even dead.
No! not true, he awakes and slithers swiftly past,
He comes straight in my direction, then gone so fast.
\A train whistle loud in the distance can be heard,
I catch a glimpse of a small chirping brown bird.
A tall deer stops dead in his tracks,
Then suddenly bounds away not daring to look back.
\A flock of vultures soar & circle in the distance sky,
I stop a moment to ponder what the reason is, why?
Yes, nature is alive and well today in the woods,
The sights & sounds of the woods, so misunderstood.