Sunday, December 4

the muted sounds and colours of a late autumn stroll

the sun has been shining for days now this afternoon was no exception. we put heavy sweaters on and wool hats the wind made it a must. we walked down our dirt driveway and cross the woods, i wanted to see where the bones of our house came from. see it used to be a five story barn across the way,  boards and windows piece by piece were moved up the hill by joe  who had a clear vision of what one day  would become this beautiful house on the hill. only the foundation remains on the other side of the road,  finally we jumped over the stream so that i can have a moment to explore. the vastness of it took my breath away, moss covered bricks and stone, trees pushing through openings. 
 then we walked a little further to discover two cabins, we peeked through windows, swedish stoves in cobalt blue, beautiful oriental rugs and simple furnishing all against a beautiful view.

i am never lost when i am outdoors listening to leaves rustle under foot, the colours remind me of andrew wyeth and his love for late fall and winter.  on the way back we strolled through tall grasses, visited a tree flanked with yellow apples that looked as if winter lights hung all over it. i am the happiest under golden sun filled afternoons, more so i simply better here on the hill.

9 comments:

country girl said...

You and K and all of your animal friends are truly blessed to live in such a peaceful, beautiful part of the world. Visiting your blog is one of my very favorite things.
Xo Dawn

Host Family Coordinator said...

An adventure I would have loved to join you for. Glad you could share it with K. Such a nice post!

Sweet Life Farm said...

Gorgeous! Yesterday, I was walking around the farm with my love and all the dogs marveling at nature’s beauty. I stopped to wonder at the tiny yellow crabapples still on the old tree along the lane. The frost on the branches glistened in the sunlight; I thought it looked readied for Christmas. You share such peaceful, thoughtful moments of beauty. Blessings.

Juliana said...

Your broken camera takes beautiful pictures! I can hear the sounds of nature.

Alma said...

Reading your words always feel like traveling far from my place and it feels good!

Chessa! said...

I will echo what others have already said...I truly feel like I am walking beside you when I read your words. This place sounds lovely and magical and you are so lucky to call it home. Andrew Wyeth was one of my favorite painters. I remember that I blogged about him after he passed away.

Ann Marie said...

beautiful! always a treat to see what you're seeing through your lens.

Tamera Beardsley said...

Such a stunning blog....

Katarina said...

You live in such a wonderful place.