We'll be celebrating Thanksgiving tomorrow
as well as my birthday,
for I turn 25
on the holiday this year.

That seems auspicious to me!

So many things to be thankful for.
So easy to lose sight of them,
so important not to.

Happy Thanksgiving, all!


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Ô Paon - La Cible


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Inside,
outside.


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An interview with me on Daniella's lovely blog--thank you Daniella!

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My favorite kind
of Autumnal collecting
from last year?


I am at it again.



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I have shown earlier
one of the faces of Fall
that I adore:
the glowing days,
with the amber light,
& the leaves like fire.

But I also love this other face of Fall,
where it's beauty is one of subtraction,
a paring down
of the landscape
to it's barer forms
and most deep and muted colors.

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We stepped out of the woods
to suddenly find ourselves
in a high, open space
that was ringed around with a fog
so thick
that we could not see the valley floor.

It was getting dark
and we had already decided
to turn back at this point.

By the time we re-entered the trees
the bank had rolled through,
revealing crisply green spires in the clear distance
and leaving no sign
that it had been there
at all.

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Song for Jesse - Nick Cave & Warren Ellis


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Coastal mists
& now
Mountain mists;
if I am being followed,
I do not mind.



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I learned to make jam
and how to can my results
late in the summer,
but I have had so much fun
playing with the bounty of fruit
that was still in season.

Some of the jars have been given away with love
and the others are settled comfortably into the cupboard.

I will periodically open the pantry door
to admire
and coo
at the jars
that are glowing like embers,
holding the bright suggestion
and treasured sweetness
of Summertime's fire
even as the flame of that season has dimmed
and the days here have shortened.

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Making jam
in the waning light
of an Autumn afternoon.


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