Day Three Hundred Twenty One 2010

Grand daughter Shelby spent her time this afternoon cleaning out her school work folder and doing homework instead of watching TV. Her choice. Big spelling test tomorrow. Way to go, Shelby!

Day Three Hundred Twenty 2010

A bright spot on a bleak November day

Day Three Hundred Nineteen 2010

"The stripped and shapely

Maple grieves

The ghosts of her

Departed leaves.
The ground is hard,

As hard as stone.

The year is old,

The birds are flown.
And yet the world,

In its distress,

Displays a certain

Loveliness"

~~John Updike, A Child's Calendar

Day Three Hundred Eighteen 2010

Blast From The Past ~ November 18, 2006

Grandson Elijah had just turned 3 months old and was stylin in somebody's hat and a reindeer shirt during a visit to Aunt Kelly's house. This picture always makes me smile.

Day Three Hundred Seventeen 2010

Leap!

"I love the leaves

I do not know why.

Is it their colors?

Or how they fly?

They crunch

And crinkle

Under my feet;

I pile them up

And take a leap."

~~Beth Paulsen