Cheer up...

I have not writen on this blog for a while. Days have started rather cold for the last couple weeks, even as low as -14 degrees C. This morning was just 0, but it was dark. The promised sun never appeared. It was so dark that inside the house I could not read without switching on the light. Depressing. Unruly. Lazy.

Nothing seemed to be encouraging to do some creative work. Just to get myself somehow in the spirit, as I went to pick up my mail, I walked around the garden and found couple primulas blooming. This one had the brightest smile. She did not worry about the cold or the oak leaves shedded for the winter. She still keeps blooming through the trash.

A good example for my dreary mind - life is worth blooming no matter that the sky is dark.There will be sun an other day. So I took couple pictures of this brave plant and came back in to try getting my thinking in positive degree.

...rain, rain, rain...

It has been a dark weather all week. Every morning looking out the window seemed like
end of season too fast and too depressing.
It had me going though quite content. I had some very pleasant visitors to uplift my soul.
I had my car repaired and when I paid the estimated amount, the men came out before I left and gave me back $ 50.00. It really surprised me. People like that are hard to find these days. I was so happy, went right from there to get my car the winter rust proof oiling and that also was costing less than I had expected. I had some other phoning business to do. I thought I wont be able to manage by myself, but it worked. I also got a phone call that my book has been done - the 2nd print - and will be delivered on Saturday. Great blessings all through the week despite the dreary weather.
Today with nothing to worry about I stood at the front window and realized that autumn is rushing fast to make room for winter. Not heavy, but it rained. The rainwater beat the rusty leaves from my oak that normally hangs on to it way into snow. The whole lawn was covered with carpet-like fallen leaves. Discouraging, somehow. Then I thought we are suppose to find something positive in any situation. Thinking that and of feeling sad, I noticed that the fallen leaves, being wet, sort of glittered. It just touched my soul - there is Light somewhere and even in the rain it glows. Maybe it was kind of guilt feeling that I did not say thanks to the Lord for having this day so still and actually pretty. Was I on the way to complain? About the weather darkness? I know better - just too bad I did not have anyone for this morning to share the sight and the sillent glow of heaven's Light shining of the leaves...

another morning

Awakening I saw first

the same ash tree

the same blue sky

just the tree has shed half of its leaves

the birch trees also are crumpled rusty

dropping one leaf at a time

slowly, slowly

winter is comming

though human calendar

showed autumn started just two days ago

do the trees know more than the electronic

weather metrology?

The trees don't push buttons

they feel....

heaven speaks

It's the first thing I see as I open my eyes in the morning. Summer is leaving. We did not have a summer as we were accustomed to. It did not follow the forecaster diagrams (ha-ha -electronics). The last 15 days have had sun, but it was not as warm as we expect in a summer. Trees slowly start dropping leaves, though they are not in a most colourful autumn attire yet.

This ash tree outside my window is rushing to drop its leaves. Some how it does not make me enjoy it - thoughts about winter - trees will have another spring - will I? All this writing does not mean anything to other people. Life goes on, but I have to notice it. The aging makes me wonder - what next? When? Waiting for what? Hoping for what? Trying to keep my heart beat normal. What is normal at this stage of life? I notice all the little changes in nature, but does that apply to me too? Sort of hidden fear...

Afterthought

God is always there. Do we pay any attention to it? Do we take time to see when He talks to us in a colour of sunset?

We are too busy to take time to notice it daily.

It isn't our chemical or negligence creation. We will never know why it is different and how any day. I can not miss it. It shows up every evening in my window and I have to think what is He telling me now?

Maybe not very sensible, but why does it fascinate me?

Just thinking. God is always there. Back in my childhood they used to foresee in the sunset what the next days weather will be like. No one thought that it could have been the Lord talked to them. Now we don't even take time to notice it.

It's comming

It was not there yesterday, but today driving to Barrie it just clicked in my mind: autumn has kissed some trees. Vow! That was a line for a poem. I was driving the regular speed and all the autumn's fiery touches passed by to fast to stop and take a picture. Though the line was clinging in my head "Autumn has kissed some. It must have happened last night by the full moon shine.

Romantic? - Or just me - floating in the unreal.

Came back slowly watching to find the tree that called for this line. Maybe some other driver behind me were angry for my slow speed, but I id not pretend i noticed. I had to find the tree.

I did. When I stopped on the roads shoulder and took couple pictures at different angles a horse came behind the fence and was talking to me. So naturally I talked back until he posed good enough for picture. It made my day.

Natures creations do make you feel happy, but the mind says summer is on a way out. What will the winter bring?

Well, I better enjoy the touch of the autumn , it will bring more off it .