Thursday, September 24, 2015

good bye dear Rosie

This evening I buried my three year old kitten, August Rose, in our apple orchard.
Rosie had lived a full three years...born under our chicken coop.  At 8 months she had 
been found with a shattered pelvic bone followed by six weeks in a carrier on our porch 
as she miraculously healed.  Two years ago she became a house cat...taking me through
my breast cancer journey.  She lived with & then through the loss of our
two older cats, Shawnee & McCoy.  This past spring she welcomed a new kitten,
Lucy Lily, into our home.  She had been quite sick this past month.  This morning, after 
a second trip to the vet, she took her last breath at her farm...with Dave, Lucy & me at her
side.  She was a cat, but she was more than that.  To me, she was courage...sweet, gentle 
courage.  Tears for a cat, again.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

autumn #4

    brown transferware ~ faded black ~ demure colors of fall

Friday, September 18, 2015

autumn #3

     bears ~ acorns ~ tick, tick, comes autumn!

Sunday, September 13, 2015

autumn #2

blackbird singing in the dead of night ~ pie birds sing for fall

Friday, September 11, 2015

autumn #1

layers ~ harvest ~ patina ~ a hint of summer ~ a peak of orange

Monday, September 7, 2015

autumn arriving

In little nods to the change of season, autumn arrives at
Meadowview Farm.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

at auction

Dave & I spent this past Saturday at auction.                       That's me ^.  
It was comfortable weather, a small crowd...and a few items worth the wait for a bid.  
I was not feeling all together, so let Dave do my bidding, literally.  I watched ~ lots of people, Amish, antique dealers, and some auction newbies...and the family.
I kept thinking about the chapter of a life's story I was "reading" as I sat there.  Item 
after item bid on, loaded, and removed from this farm.  This ritual.  At auction.
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