Autumn Whimsy ...

Hello my dears...

Welcome to the Blessed Hearth this beautiful Sunday evening.. 

Hope you are all enjoying this lovely season.. 

As you who read the blog know I am a Spring/Summer season lover.

 But I have to say that this Autumn that we are having here in eastern Canada is extraordinarily beautiful!  

So with that in mind I thought I would make a little Autumn post perse.. smile.. 

To begin though I want to let you know that these are not all my pics but also images that I found across the web and thought of what Autumn is all about ... to me... 

Let's close our eyes for a moment....

And just imagine.... 

What shades of Autumn come to your mind? 

Keep your eyes closed... grin.. 

Colours of cinnamon, ginger and cloves... 

The shapes of pumpkins, squashes and gourds.... 

The scents of apples cooking in a pot of jelly, spicy chilli and cumin simmering on the back burner, ginger cookies with sugar sprinkled on them baking in the oven or the vanilla and nutmeg candles flickering on the end table.... 

The breezes blowing in your face as you are wrapped up in a tartan throw on your front porch with the aroma of your freshly perked coffee from your favourite mug....

The sound of the leaves crunching under your feet as you walk up the lane or the sough of the wind in the pine trees beside your swing...  

And oh that book that inspires hearth and home sitting on your bedside table just waiting to be inhaled! 

The crisp breeze fluttering the curtain beside your bed...  

Oh.... Autumn... 

God has truly been good to us!  

Thank you dear Lord!  

Open your eyes!   

Now wasn't that fun? grin ... 

Ok.. On with the story... 

Here are just a few images I thought you might enjoy to begin your week tomorrow.. 

Monday.. 

A week of potential just waiting to be enjoyed... 

dear old Charlie... miss him still... 

Here is a poem by one of my fave poets... 

Autumn

The leaves are falling one by one,

The Summer days are past and gone,

The nights are cool and damp;

The little children think it strange

At tea-time, for they note the change,

We have to light the lamp;

To roost the chickens earlier go,

And everything has ceased to grow.

The pumpkins now are big and round,

And turning yellow on the ground,

The leaves are drifting down;

The farm seems bigger than before,

'T is stripped of all its wondrous store;

Only the russets brown

Still linger on the trees, and they

Will soon be picked and packed away.

The cellar's stored with rare delights\

To while away the winter nights;

The squeaking cider mill

Is gushing forth its nectar rare,

A drink that all the gods call fair;

And O, the world is still;

A hush has settled over all,

The Summer's gone and it is Fall.

Edgar Albert Guest

Such a lovely poem.. 

Well sweet friends... 

Thank you for stopping by and visiting for awhile.. 

I am hoping that my Face Book page challenges are over.. 

We shall see ... 

I so loved all of your dear notes that you left ... 

Here and on Face Book.. 

So adore hearing from you ... 

I shall try to get back to you sooner.. 

I have some lovely fall recipes and I made candles!!  

Grin.... 

Getting a start on my Christmas gift pantry.. 

Take care!

Praying you have a good week and you enjoy the Fall season with your dear families ... 

That your homes are warm and fragrant with the scent of HOME!

Hugs..

PS... 

Just wanted to leave a thought for a sweet friend who followed this blog for several years and has gone on to meet the Lord.. 

 This is a comment she left me just a bit ago.. 

Your blogs are becoming almost poetic....I love them! Such an interesting life you have. I have to tell you....I absolutely love cows....they’re just so placid. Have a great week and God bless! ❤️

She was lovely.. I will miss her.. 

GOD BLESS!