My October
The sun is sitting lower in the sky in my October, but it is still beautifully warming and energizing. Strangely, we are still wearing shorts, T-shirts and flip-flops around here... Who would have expected that?
My man is cleaning the garden in a few hours, something that would take me a week. He harvests the carrots, red beets, green beans and more. He mows the lawn, cuts back bloomed out flowers and rips out the weeds. And he talks to Charlie the cat. He always talks to Charlie the cat. They are like two peas in a pod. I wonder what their conversations are all about?
The trees are full of fruit and I am looking forward to many apple cakes and compotes. The late blooming flowers are bringing colorful joy to my soon to be a winter resting garden. October makes me aware of their beauty even when being old and starting to crumble... Maybe there is something to learn from that?
I wash and hang laundry, one load after another - may it be whites or brights, sheets or towels. I am not looking forward to the day when I can't hang our clothes to dry outside... As much as I can dread doing laundry at times - I think it is the house chore I love the most.
In a whim someone (who???!!!) decided us to have another kitten and now there is no going back... The girls are spending hours on the Petite Annonce online trying to find the perfect Give Away Farm Cat to add to our family. And I am worrying about Charlie the cat and his reaction if a baby cat enters this house. I remember it all so clearly how hard he found it when we added Frankie Boy to our family... A wild tiger kitten that after a while became Charlie's very good "baby brother". Frankie Boy disappeared just before his first birthday and never came back... This is something that worries me too. I fear the terrible heartbreak of loosing another pet...
But although I worry a lot about these things and others, October is a fabulous month to be in. I am loving and embracing every minute and it actually feels like I am starting to find a rhythm... A routine... A balance... Well, that is of course until life itself puts a stick in my wheel and makes me fall on my nose - again! This always happens. That is just how it is, isn't it?
Kärlek
Annette
My man is cleaning the garden in a few hours, something that would take me a week. He harvests the carrots, red beets, green beans and more. He mows the lawn, cuts back bloomed out flowers and rips out the weeds. And he talks to Charlie the cat. He always talks to Charlie the cat. They are like two peas in a pod. I wonder what their conversations are all about?
The trees are full of fruit and I am looking forward to many apple cakes and compotes. The late blooming flowers are bringing colorful joy to my soon to be a winter resting garden. October makes me aware of their beauty even when being old and starting to crumble... Maybe there is something to learn from that?
I wash and hang laundry, one load after another - may it be whites or brights, sheets or towels. I am not looking forward to the day when I can't hang our clothes to dry outside... As much as I can dread doing laundry at times - I think it is the house chore I love the most.
In a whim someone (who???!!!) decided us to have another kitten and now there is no going back... The girls are spending hours on the Petite Annonce online trying to find the perfect Give Away Farm Cat to add to our family. And I am worrying about Charlie the cat and his reaction if a baby cat enters this house. I remember it all so clearly how hard he found it when we added Frankie Boy to our family... A wild tiger kitten that after a while became Charlie's very good "baby brother". Frankie Boy disappeared just before his first birthday and never came back... This is something that worries me too. I fear the terrible heartbreak of loosing another pet...
But although I worry a lot about these things and others, October is a fabulous month to be in. I am loving and embracing every minute and it actually feels like I am starting to find a rhythm... A routine... A balance... Well, that is of course until life itself puts a stick in my wheel and makes me fall on my nose - again! This always happens. That is just how it is, isn't it?
Kärlek
Annette
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