This has been a hard year for me, relationally, physically, and "heart-ly." But I've always loved November 1-----the day that marks my favorite month.
The weather is by now certainly changing. This year I feel colder than most--perhaps it is the ongoing recovery from surgery and all that entailed.
The leaves are gorgeous. One sad note----when we moved in here ten years ago there were about a dozen trees that gave fantastic shade, one being outside my bedroom window. I loved to see the leaves dancing by shadow through my blinds.
Last week all those trees were cut down, a necessary evil due to a foolish choice of someone to kill weeds by the trees-----with the wrong pesticide. For the past four years or so these trees have been non-leaf bearing at the upper half of the trees.
I get furious thinking about it-----I mean, who'd want to kill a TREE?
I believe I know who did it. He was just trying to do his job but was in over his head regarding husbandry.
I told the manager of the complex that while I am still saddened by the loss of the trees (those years ago), I can see the wisdom of having them cut down. Everything looks shiny and airy now. Best of all, the "deadness" is gone. Yes, I miss the leaves----but not the constant reminder (via dead limbs) of what was once beautiful, green, and lush.
Some things must be cut out, I guess.
And though I don't understand the correlation in my life, I choose to be thankful, for One wiser than I is not finished yet and alone can breathe life into what seems dead.
Here are a few new pics...
Finally caught Faith with her mousie----she really worries that toy at times.
Knitted and felted (fulled) mice, incomplete, for a friend's son.
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