the last day for pure color in 2009's Fall extravaganza

The trees are beyond description as I hurry out to capture the last moments with God's paintbrush. Last night Ken and I celebrated our anniversary with some dear friends in the golden years of their lives. The 80's and 90's are exciting with these folks and at the last moment I decided to make Halloween cards from recycled materials from envelops and recycled papers...I went to their fancy country club with inks on my fingertips...Yikes! That is what I get for using my dye stamp pads and the Martha Stewart Skeleton paper punch silhouettes and bits and pieces from around my house. It was a childish move in many ways and I did not even know some of the Wednesday night supper group but they all seemed to be so pleased and amused. Maybe they were just amusing me but it was fun. Today I made more silly willy cards that are really spooky for my brothers (4) and sister plus my six precious grandchildren. When I was growing up we did not buy masks and costumes... every one was a hobo with a cigar (fake) and a big pillow for our huge stomach. My mother lets us use our pillow case for our hand made loot and pennies as we scurried into the dark running from one house to the next. I lived in a very Catholic neighborhood where everyone knew you and your parents so I do not remember playing in "tricks" on our friends but oh what my brothers...the infamous Wheatley boys plus that Farleys and Lunsfords ...were known for miles for their high jinx!!! Life has surely changed so I try to make little rituals my grand children will hopefully cherish for years when I am long gone. I will try to get some photos up on the blog so you can see what a professional....mess maker ....I am!!!

I am heading out this afternoon to get some pictures of the full trees in their glory and hopefully my little camera will hold up for just a little longer. I need to borrow Ken's big car and go pick up an old headboard and foot board that I am hoping to set up in one of the bedrooms for the girls when they come over for sleep overs! It has wear and tear on it but I fell in love with it because it brought back the time I spent with Buh...Lillian was her real name... my grandmother on Friday nights after she got off from Ben Snyder's. She worked in the children's department and I would gladly straighten the children's stock for her after her long day on her feet. Then we would go home to her house...my grandfather built this house and I just loved it for so many reasons; and we would stay up and watch Johnny Carson and eat junk food that we did not have at home. Those were the days...well I digress because I want to make the most of the daylight and get my pictures. Imagine and Live in Peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart