I did something rather rash when I posted my license on my blog recently...I just did not think past my nose. Donna sent me an email and we removed it so now I will learn to block out the pertinent data that could be used in a dastardly manner. Thank you so much sacred sister Donna... I am learning with each new day but sometimes I really do not think it through.
Today was a glorious day and the weather felt like Autumn was dancing into my landscape. I sat with my cup of coffee and gazed for what seemed to be an hour but really wasn't...the gift of having my deer fawns grazing outside my kitchen window. The grace of their movement, the soft pastel colors in their dappled fur...I probably should have tried to get a photo but if I opened the back door I might have broken the trust they feel in my hillside. They are so peacefully quiet creatures and even though there is a deer over population here in our county I never grow weary of living side by side with these ancient reminders of a time gone by. Momma deer was very nearby but she was born here also and seems to know when we open the door we mean her no harm.
I have continued my sorting of holiday art materials to move downtown to my studio...before I knew it I had packed four more containers... hopefully I will be able to have a better handle on my placements and organization now...I can work and leave it to dry or further contemplation without infringing on our living space here at the dining room table or on the couch in the man cave downstairs.
We had a wonderful tomato, baked chicken with Munster cheese on a whole grain toast for our dinner tonight and I relished the freshness of a home grown tomato... ripened to perfection. Thank you Erin and Chance for sharing your bountiful Harvest with Grandma and Grandpa! Tomorrow we will attend a wedding reception brunch for the newly weds ...who are 85 years young! How is that for optimism? Then if the weather continues to be glorious we will attend the Bluegrass festivities down at Dawes Arboretum..the perfect ending to our summer season. I feel as if I am living in a state of Grace... moments of quiet contentment. Imagine and Live in Peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart
