blues and greens

Am I the only one missing the colors of summer? This usually doesn't affect me too much but since we haven't seen the sun in I don't know how long I feel a little desperate to relish a warm, sunny day.

Many years ago I copied this Mother's Prayer into my journal, I am not sure who wrote it.

Dear Lord,

So far today I've done all right. I haven't gossiped, I haven't lost my temper, I haven't been greedy, grumpy, nasty, selfish, or very indulgent. I'm very grateful for that. But in a few minutes, Lord, I'm going to get out of bed, and from then on, I'm going to need a lot more help. Amen.

October has been a full month...and it's only half over!

My life is extreme right now, with Ken away there are always issues going on. I am trying not to use my blog as a podium for whining. At the same time I miss being creative and finding those short blocks of time to renew my spirit.

For the remainder of October I send happy wishes your way. Days filled with frosty mornings and sunny afternoons...and lots of Autumn colors.

Or you could buy pink slippers. I bought these here for $4.99- though these are from the kids dept.

Crayola color week: plum

Cold plate lunch for a busy Friday.

Meg...thanks for inviting all of us to join you this week. It was fun!

Crayola color week: Chestnut

Every time I dust the brown mantle in our house I get the urge to paint it white.

It can make me in a bad mood just looking at it.

Crayola color week: goldenrod

Goldenrod evokes memories of yesterday. It's more than color really. It changes time.

For centuries days have ticked steadily by. One after another...slowly at first. Then they gain momentum until our memories are faded right along with the items we have collected along the way. They turn brittle and delicate and finally they turn a deep dark shade of yellow. This makes them magical in my mind. I sometimes feel these relatives from another era carefully recorded their fun times just for me. So I can sit in the corner of the cedar closet on a rainy day turning goldenrod pages and living vicariously through their memories.

It is only within the last couple years as my children are broad jumping into young adulthood that I feel our own memories being edged into that lovely goldenrod journey. I've come across pictures of my childhood that as if overnight look a little yellow around the edges. Has it really been that long since my mother would sit and sew and listen to John Denver as my sister and I would be making big plans with her scraps?

This is a pretty color, perhaps added into our lives softly to encourage us to find beauty in all we do.

Fall color week, burnt sienna

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Fall color week, Crayola style

Elsie Marley had the great idea of using Crayola inspired colors as an inspiration for Fall.

Check out her blog for other participants--or just to browse as she has some real inspiring ideas.

Today is my very favorite Crayola crayon color: Brick Red

What is your favorite childhood crayon color?