Hi Knitters,Remember the words to that song.... slow down, you move too fast....
I gathered up The Collector after school and took her for a hike in a gorgeous nature conservancy that is only a few blocks away from our house. In this conservancy you can find everything from ponds, prairies, secret forest paths, private quiet benches, woods, wild flowers, a hidden old-fashioned playground with an ancient teeter-totter with tires sticking out of the ground to break the impact, to meandering paths. We love it there and spend lots of time hiking around, we know it like the back of our hands. It was a fall day to remember.
The Collector had a grand time...
...the sky sparkled...
...the wind blew....
...The Collector ran...
...bees buzzed...
...red vines climbed...
...leaves turned, trees decayed...
...The Collector sprung into action...
...wheat grass enveloped us...
...the colors amazed us...
...red leaves peeked from a sea of green...
...The Collector danced...
...trees grew sideways...
...wild flowers lined the pathway...
...a feather was gently held by the grass ...
...yellow flowers were gazed upon...
...The Collector sang songs and found an enormous brown leaf....
...summer ended....
...The Collector found a treasure trove of Witch Apples...
...then she spotted a Witch Apple that landed in the crook of a branch....
...feelin' groovy.I am sending the joy of fall to you today, dear Knitters. Enjoy.
best, susie
