I LOVE Fall!

"Autumn, the year's last loveliest smile." William Cullen Bryant



This is a photo of my little Fall display outside of my cabin near Blue Ridge, GA. Ra Ra and I went up this past weekend to relax and do a little sprucing up around the cabin. Of course, a trip to Home Depot for pine straw was in order and I found myself picking up a few mums (can't resist them) and a couple of pumpkins. I can't think of a better way to spend a Saturday afternoon than listening to Auburn football on the radio (thank you XM)and spending time creating this little display for everyone to enjoy. I just hope the deer or the elusive bear does not enjoy it too much before I can return next weekend.



I look forward to the days ahead spent at "Miss "B" Haven" for so many reasons....

A fire in the fireplace (no gas logs here).
Sleeping with the windows open.
The "Apple Festival" (which means a new jar/or jars of apple butter).
Excuse to buy a new pair of tacky flannel pants (I can no longer sleep in them because of an internal combustion problem) but I wear them to be comfy.
Funnel Cakes are everywhere...and I want one, because it just feels like the right thing to do!
The mosquitoes are GONE!
I have my view back!
Chili (no explanation needed).
You can't escape the colors (the traffic I could do without, but they deserve the beauty as well as I do).
The air smells GREAT....all the time.

And..........

A flannel shirt is not only acceptable, but it can hide a multitude of your Festival food sins, know what I mean?



Have a wonderful day!
Love,
B

The Wind of Change

Hello friends! I am so far behind in keeping you up to date with all that has taken place since my last post. Shame on me, I know.

I celebrated my 48th Birthday yesterday. The Maytag Man fixed my washer (new pump) and I finished off the day by doing 9 loads of laundry. Apparently his services did not include laundry...I asked...he said I could not afford his prices...truth be known he probably could not afford mine either! It was a lovely day though. Lots of phone calls from family and friends, cards from friends I don't see as often as I would like and the hint of Fall in the air. Perfect in my book.

It has been an odd sort of month, peppered with bad news, fallen trees, sick pets, broken appliances, new purchases (I will tell you later), Auburn football and flat tires. But, on to the purpose of this post.

As life would have it, as it often does, with Death there is always the promise of Life. In the last month sad news has touched my life with the passing of friends and family members of those close to me. Some were expected. Courageous battles were fought and finally lost. Lives forever changed by many years of struggle. It is a difficult toll on those that remain, but mixed with a sense of peace that the fight is now over. Two were taken together tragically in an auto accident, an unexpected death that is hard to understand and even harder to accept. Dear friends, we love you all and share in your heartache. Please know that you and your families are in our thoughts and our prayers.

But........

I mentioned The Wind of Change, right? Even with Death, there is Life, and so it is with a heart filled with much joy that I announce that my daughter Richie and her husband K3 (Monk) are expecting their first child in May! The Wind of Change blew in suddenly last Friday with a pair of baby booties riding high on the Fall breeze as my family was tailgating in Auburn. Congratulations Richie and K3!




I do have so much more to share, but this post seemed to be my first priority! Have a blessed and wonderful day. Enjoy your Autumn wherever you are, it is so brief, but yet, holds so much promise! For without Autumn, there could be no Spring.

Love,
B

Happy Birthday Richie!

23 years ago today Pops drove all the way to South Carolina to see the prettiest girl in the world....You know that story well and all of the other stories associated with your "Birth" day and I love telling you about that day every year. I know it has not been the same for you since Pops is no longer here to call you and tell you his story, but always remember how very lucky you were to hear it for all the birthday's before. Stories of our lives are important. They should be told to remind us of what we were and what we can aspire to be in the future.

Happy, Happy Birthday to you! Of course, how could I pass this moment up without sharing a little bit of your past 23 years.....









Come on...we have to make it to Pooh Corner by one...



Love, Marm