These pictures are taken in my mom’s “backyard” at her home. It was a beautiful day with sun, no rain, but autumn’s beautiful display. Mom got to enjoy a little bit of gardening. Removing leaves from the flower pots and enjoying her results and the garden itself and share her thoughts on garden upkeep.
Feeling kinda drained, need more A negative.
Ah that hits the spot!
Every year, when the cool winds, the flowing leaves, the smell of wood burning stoves, the gentle rains, and beautiful foliage turns colors I remember why I’m in love with Autumn.
I love the inward spiral, the cosiness, the desire to create and nourish. The work of preparing and nest for the Winter comes from a deep place within.
Knitting a familiar pattern that Judy LeComte used to knit for all the babies, sometimes several for the baby to grow into. She knit them for babies she knew and babies at the hospitals. During her memorial service in a room filled with sweaters she had knit for all her friends children, was a present to take home with us, this pattern. I have knitted lots since then, which is over 12 years ago.
Bessy is resting between bike rides in our green room, a room that has been painted some shade of green for about 15 years. This is our family room. The weaving in the background is something I made a long time ago. It is made out of linen threads and taught me a lot about weaving and making mistakes.
A glimpse into the kitche from the green room.
This will probually be my mom’s last evening party in a restaurant. She lasted through the appetizer of cheese & sausage fondue, and a large salad, but was already full by the time the main course arrived. She didn’t really have the words to describe being full other than that the food didn’t have any taste and her stomach ached. We rushed her home and the party was over.
However both her grandson’s were there, dressed nicely, Porter, her companion Jenny, & myself. We showed our love on her day, even if she might not remember.
deciding on what to order
Julian & Cegan
Ursula & Julian
Jenny, Mom(opening a present) & Julian
Cegan & Porter
Time to leave
Then
I’m the oldest of the three. Isn’t it funny how parents want to dress their children so symetrical? I don’t remember the dresses except we often had lovely dresses from our relatives in Brazil who owned a dress factory.
Now
Taken at my youngest sister’s recent birthday party. We no longer dress alike
Lots of catching up to do, now that he has is own place. Our time together is now scheduled due to our busy lives. His passions these days are: Mary, law, low carb diet, healthy living, sports, family, his gas hog car he fixes up, & school.
Today I rode my bike up to the Sunday Farmer Market at King School.
Lots of other’s had the same idea.
The weather was perfect and I bought salad greens, goat cheese, carrots & a small lemon lavendar ice cream sandwhich.
This is a Young picture of my Mom & Dad probually taken in the early 1980’s. Mom was about my age and Dad was in his 60’s being 11 years her senior. This was taken on their front steps at their home in Pleasant Hill California.
