Comments on: October Giveaway

By: Just Julie

Just Julie — Sat, 08 Oct 2011 03:08:52 +0000

In reply to Sharon. ;)

By: Sharon

Sharon — Sat, 08 Oct 2011 02:43:40 +0000

See, if you didn’t cover up your wood floors with carpet, you wouldn’t have any old goat smell in your house. My house doesn’t smell like goat, and I have hardwoods.

By: Just Julie

Just Julie — Fri, 07 Oct 2011 15:51:38 +0000

In reply to Patty.

I know exactly what you mean about seeing all these things anew through our grandchilden’s eyes, Patty. Cider donuts….hmmmm….never heard of them and I think I might like to try one some day. 🙂 Thank you for commenting!

By: Patty

Patty — Fri, 07 Oct 2011 15:20:07 +0000

Autumn brings to mind things from growing up in Pennsylvania, ‘mid the hills we love’ as my alma mater said.
Apple picking and cider donuts, apple pie with warm cinnamon sauce, raking leaves into a huge pile and jumping in them and football games.

Now it means fall fiber festivals, seeing friends I might only see at this time of year, and a new world of adventures with my Princess when I can see all the things of my youth through her bright blue eyes. Seeing her in her dad’s arms reaching high into the limbs of an apple tree for a perfect red Mac….well you know it’s just going to make me smile and make my eyes leak a bit at the joy of it.

By: Just Julie

Just Julie — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 23:31:07 +0000

In reply to Larry.

Thank you Lar – I can imagine how beautiful your neck of the woods is at this time of year! I took your wife on a zipline today….and the Timber Twister!

By: Larry

Larry — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 23:07:59 +0000

Once the colors of His earthly creation have passed and it rests until the coming blooms, I am still amazed at the beautiful complex designs of each tree and other trees around or near the other. The twigs, branches, limbs full fill every design possible with squares, rectangles, triangles and a mirade of other shapes. They show all that he has given those that breath out a break before beginning anew in the spring, giving back into the life for all breathing animals and humans. The word tells us that it will be during this time before the buds bloom that He will be seen coming down from the Heavely Heaven for His Bride. This is the time that I also enjoy as I look up through the trees while driving down the country roads where I live.

By: Ember

Ember — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 21:19:17 +0000

PS – Sophia, you have such excellent taste in fiction! 😉

By: Just Julie

Just Julie — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 21:18:04 +0000

In reply to Ember. I want to meet the Wretched Wretch. And I would give my eye teeth to be able, this very moment, to see you saying in a hoarse deep voice with a French accent, "Norbert Dentressangle." This has been a singular blog comment. :)

By: Ember

Ember — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 21:17:06 +0000

We had a fab autumn day today. We took the Wretched Wretch down to the beach (a pebble beach here). I commented to his mother that a great thing about the beach is children can throw stones and shout. The Wretched Wretch liked this idea, but couldn’t think of anything to shout – eventually settling on “BEEEACH!!!” Happily he threw stones, shouting meanwhile:
“CATCH!
CATCH MOUNTAIN STONE!
CATCH DIAMOND STONE!
CATCH WIND STONES!”
Very Zen, and kind of poetic. Apart from that I spent an inordinate amount of time teaching him to say (in a very hoarse, deep voice with a French accent) “Norbert Dentressangle” (the name of a European haulage firm).
Autumn is precious because it’s still not too cold to go on the beach with its zen poetics and multi-dentressangles.
xxx

By: Just Julie

Just Julie — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 14:49:48 +0000

In reply to Carey. Carey, what you wrote absolutely transported me. Time to treat us all with a new blog post on your own lovely blog. LY.