the fog at the end of the dirt road

yesterday the fog stayed with us all day long and into the night, it was thick, warm and beautiful. i took pictures while driving i could not resist. the photographs have a haunted feeling to them i recognize that in them yet it felt so romantic, so mysterious and quiet. i think that is what i like the most about the fog it's quietness

dear marina

 tous les changements, meme les plus souhaites ont leur melancolies, car ce que nous quittons, c'est une parties de nous-meme; il faut mourir a une vie pour entrer dans une autre-

Anatole France 1884-1924

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.

do you remember my post yesterday about wanting to be surrounded by poetry and where i mentioned that i would open my autumn swap package that i had been holding unto since the return from my getaway, well i could have not opened it at a more perfect time. It as if marina knew me well and knew the aesthetic of my home. i love everything, more than loved it, i instantly knew they belonged here.

 a most beautiful gathering of things; a photograph of two dogs from her grandmothers collection, a book of poetry that makes me wish that all books today were made with such lovely paper and lettering and it was bookmarked to the poem above, wrapped in fabric a pocket watch case, honestly i have wanted one for so long and inside of it a treasure inspired by nature, a print of beautifully illustrated insects and object de nature from the eighteen hundreds with the quote above on the back side and a beautiful had written note what a lovely penmanship marina. 

marina, thank you so much i have instantly named them treasures to keep for always  and as you can see bullet was watching me as i opened each thing. what i love the most about all of it, is through the swap i gotten to visit your blog that is absolutely filled with stunning photographs &  notes that make for beautiful collected stories -a vignettes of a well lived life, that has me craving more.

merci marina and if you knew me you would know that your last name is my favourite name of all times and if i ever had a child he or she would certainly be called by that name.

a morning to fall

i love the pitcure above of splash even though blurry you can click photo to enlarge

i went for a small walk on the farm this morning. the colours are lovely and the fog goes and comes again. i hope you are well. the weekend flew by don't you think? i hope to open the swap package i have been holding unto for a day like today. i crave poems today, i would like them to fall all around me like autumn leaves. do you have a favourite?

browsing

these picures are from our trip to new york city and also ri, and connecticut. Oh the matcha shop was a pop up in soho, so simple and beautiful  not to mention delicious. my mum and i dreaming of a vintage car for our next autumn trip how cool would that be!

hudson ny

my mum and i take an autumn trip every october, this year we decided to go to hudson ny instead of maine. it is the loveliest little town. One mile of shops, cafes and restaurants. If you are looking for some unusual pieces to furnish your home this is definitely the place. It did rain the whole time we where there but that is okay. we stayed at such a lovely inn the country squire our inn keeper  paul was so delightful, knowledgeable and everything in the inn is well appointed and thought out i would highly recommend it.   We had great mochas and tea at strongtree coffeehouse, ate good food at baba louies and had a great lunch and verdigris where we also managed to buy some teas and bread for the drive to the next town. had a great time in hudson, thank you mum!

(pictures are not that great bad card)

the train station

yesterday i sat and waited at the train station for k. i used to love the train station, the airport. i loved seeing people coming and going i would fill with excitement of the possibilities. i would love the sounds of trains pulling in, people calling out names and fashionable feet running across the station floor. it was not like that yesterday, yesterday i knew i had changed. i felt out of place, i knew where i wanted to be. no longer thinking of where i would like to go but where it was i wish to be, the country side my home. although my wait was not long at the station it felt that way to me. I thought about the sounds on the farm, the new birds that sing with each new season, the horses that run up the hill, the way the sun highlights a certain tree and how i always seem to find a treasure from nature.  on the farm i have no problem giving up people watching for bird watching, specially now a days as the cardinals are eating the fall berries. I thought about how i never feel lonely at the farm and that no one approaches me on being too quiet  or lost in thought, that at the farm i can dream for days on end without wasting any ones time. i thought about lentils and how a home made bowl of them spiced with curry was better than anything on the menu in  town. i thought about piles of books, and knitting needles. I have to tell you there was a bit of sadness that entered me as i  was sitting on the banquette waiting for k, i realized i was different that i had changed and it felt permanent, i felt old as if i was setting my feet in cement willingly and i wondered if k would love this person that no longer kept a suitcase packed at edge of her bed -somehow i crossed over and  there at the station i was saying goodbye to the person i used to be.

scenes from a getaway ( a country road)

 a moment longer dear friends be back soon.

home and away

my dearest friends, i have left on a small getaway, hudson valley ny, montreal and.vermont

it is not as it once was eagerly waiting to go somewhere now i get nervous leaving all that i love behind. I will discover new places this i know, my lens and i will see things that will draw me in and speak to me. I will have conversation with my mum that will enlighten me and i will do this all as i grow a year older. i am writing myself a birthday wish "a note to self on my birthday" which is today i will share it with you if you do not mind upon my return.

*this is my first scheduled post hope it works

A Harvest Brunch

our harvest brunch took place. I would like to start by thanking my mum for all her help.

there was a lot to do to make the house and the farm ready, not to mention taking care of

about sixty animals of all kinds. K was away and so are our neighbours. we cleaned prepped and 

baked.

The weather was beautiful, hope you guys have had the loveliest of weekend sun. I would like to thank all my friends for coming. my friend sheila who i love so much was sick but she sent her husband roger and their beautiful five month old baby Rowen( i have kept him all to myself dear readers, will share soon) along with tiny muffins. my friend catherine came looking beautiful, what a surprise to see her escape the farm stand the place where i got most of prevision and gourds do to her amazing generosity! There was the handsome Bills, they just get better looking every time i see them, one brought pumpkin cheese cake the other blueberry pie! (by the way prince william of kingston I am so proud of you) Jessica and her husband chris were both delightful and happy newlyweds who showed up with the most gorgeous homegrown bouquet and delicious strata! Laura & leo who are kindred spirits when it comes to architecture and animals brought a box full of gourmet treats for the dogs not to mention a cheddar and ale soup, i loved it so much that it was all i ate!

the menu

was a cheese and bread table

olives, hummus, a variety of cheeses and speciality salami

savoury strata

sweet strata

apple smoked, jalepeno, sundried tomatoes sausages

roasted potatoes & butternut squash

arugula, cranberry walnut salad

cheddar ale soup

apple tarts

meringues

caramel apples

brownies

blueberry pie

mini cup cakes

pumpkin cheese cake

I took the guest for a tour of the farm, introduced them to cows, goats, pigs, ducks, chickens and horses, ponies donkey and ponkey. we chatted, walked then ate, so delicious. Then little nicholas came, he was eager to show the guest the hen house so we gave them all tiny baskets for them to gather some eggs to take home. then we went to visit the cabin and took the opportunity to go for a stroll in the woods which was a highlight for me. nicholas who is only seven is the most delightful and charming mini gentlemen, he won over the hearts of our guest. we came back and it was dessert time. nicholas wanted to show his driving skills and took some of the guest on a ride down the road on the gator. We chatted some more prepared some take out pastry boxes for everyone to take home. i had put apples in basket wrapped them and labled sweet or tart for our guest to take home from the orchard. thank you all for coming as you found out this city girl is now a country girl with hay in her hair and designer purses in a box somewhere!

we missed you k.

happy canadian thanksgiving, i have a lot to be grateful for.


*pictures are a  bit blurry do to mosaic. if your in need of sharper images please let me know.(guest)

antiquing and a harvest brunch

Hi, my mum is here! today we plan on going antiquing and finalizing a menu for a harvest brunch i will be having here on sunday! excited and nervous since i usually have an annual harvest dinner but this year since the house is not up to par and the farm itself is gorgeous we decided to hold it outside! I have already hung chandeliers on the porch, gathered some heirloom pumpkins, working on table tops and vintage chairs!

scarborough beach and i

the other day i needed a drive, i found myself at the foot of the shore. it was grey with hints of sun trying to pierce through the kind that toys with my lens and creates an odd affect( i feel at times that light makes real things look fake can you see it). the smell of beach roses still lingered in the air, a few random people here and there a team of surfers(with wings) catching the waves. even at the shore my head was spinning about things i was trying hard to let go. eventually that day, right as my body found itself amongst the waves,   a string of thoughts came to an end and just like it has so many times before -a deep breath welcomed a new beginning.