This time of year always
makes me a bit nostalgic.
It makes me long for my youth
on the farmlands in Pennsylvania.
I remember those I loved
that lived there with me
and the cool ,crisp mornings
I spent in the woods with my father.
.
There are songs that I find
particularly haunting.
Neil Diamond's
is one of them.
I am not putting the music
on here because I know
most people find background
songs annoying...
but if you get a chance
listen to the song when you can.
September brings out my
"rustic side".
I love picking
the perfect apple!
and baking
and making
Needs a sprinkle of cinnamon,
doesn't it?
All those things make me
a little nostalgic but
what hits even deeper?
We moved from
what was supposed to be our
"forever home".
We have downsized and
gotten rid of tons of stuff.
And I still have more stuff
to dispose of--sigh.
Living in a condo means
we live differently than we did
once upon a time.
Plus, hubby's health issues keep us
anchored to our living space.
Life is full of changes,
isn't it?
Thanks be that I am one that
ROLLS with the PUNCHES
although I will
say that sometimes I feel like
PUNCHING SOMEONETHING.
Can't you just hear your grandma saying,
"That's not ladylike" (or nice)...
If you promise to be very good,
and not give
mean old Uncle Arthur
Ex-Lax in a Hershey's bar wrapper,
I will be back in a bit with
some Fall pictures of the
area I live in now.
Yeah- Yeah- I promise!
