Heart Warming Times Around The Fire

Our new home has a wood burning fireplace, and we enjoyed it a lot last weekend. Pine cones from our yard became kindling and that is what you see in this image.  It was just amazing to see the fiery glow, the brief yet intense colors of those flames as the pine cones were consumed.  That display only lasted a short time, so I was glad that my photo shows the essence of that warmth and heat.   
What you don’t see in the photo was the warmth of friendship.  Two dear friends came to see us from our previous home, and lots of good conversations happened before this hearth.    Even though I want to put into words how special that time was, I just can’t find the words. 
Maybe you know what that is like.  Priceless. 
Because I have shown you the “before” images of the floors, I wanted to also show the “after” in the image below.  We are so happy with how the finish looks. 
Imagine my couch now in front of that fireplace, the soft crackle of the fire, a little rug on the floor, a lamp by the wall, and our friends sitting there with us.  And home made gingersnap cookies.
That’s what we enjoyed and will cherish. 

Autumn beauty in our own back yard

Yellow leaves on the oak tree

This morning there was a thick fog here, lasting for quite a while.
I stepped into the back yard and looked around. 
These are some of the views I was blessed to see.
Moisture on fallen leaves
In the hush and quiet of the morning, the dampness touched every surface.
Droplets on pine needles
Nothing was left dry. Pine needles. Spider webs…
Jeweled web
…highlighting details we normally would not notice.
Brilliant even in the fog
All of this magnificent beauty…in our own back yard. 
It was wonderful to take a break from the work in the house
and just enjoy the colors.
Tell me, dear friend, have you taken that kind of a break lately?

The Sights and Sounds of Autumn and Changes

Work in progress

This work in progress…
so worth the time
and sore muscles
and dust and plastic
and ladders and planning.
So worth it.
Corn harvest
We are surrounded by change.
No big surprise there.
Harvest is here,
and someone had to spend the time
and get sore muscles
and work long hours
to get this crop ready.
Fall leaves
On the steps to our back door
the sun warms these leaves 
in the morning light.
They fell effortlessly through the air
before being tossed about
and coming into my view.
We can make change happen,
or we can witness it all around us.
That’s what I know today.

Searching for kitchen scissors and other essential things

There is an awkward stage when you move into a new place.  Try as you might to make it home, it just feels foreign for a while.  The usual patterns, the familiar sights and sounds and smells are gone, replaced by boxes, new light coming through windows, new everything.  

This can be good. And overwhelming. But at least it’s only temporary.

Those elusive kitchen scissors turned up in a compartment in the car.  As I was searching for something totally different I happened to find them, safely tucked away in that “safe place”…which for all practical purposes might as well have been a deep cavern at the end of the earth.  I was ready to go purchase a new pair because this essential tool was something I really missed.    

That’s just how it goes around here.  I may be very organized in some areas, and a total wreck in others.  That box over there may have exactly what it says on the outside, but then again it could be a surprise.  Among all that stuff we packed and hauled with us we have so much more than we really need, and in due time it will all be sorted out and given a new place.

sanding the wood floors

One of the projects we have going is refinishing some wood floors.  Once the old carpet was removed it became very obvious that just cleaning the hardwood was not going to work.  So for several days my husband has been working diligently at getting that old finish removed, using a large drum sander first and now a belt sander around the edges.  

Oh, and did I mention the sawdust?   

daisy in black and white

While he has been sanding floors I have been working on removing old wall paper and boarders.  With every little bit of work that we do we can see the beauty of this old place, that original craftsmanship being revealed.  

There is a definite parallel between working on this house and working on my self.  I have some close friends who shared with me that they have had similar experiences with remodeling their homes, while major changes happened in their personal lives.  

Many years ago I heard a speaker talk about removing the layers of mud from our selves, those facades or masks that we wear.  Her point was about how we let this “mud” build up and hide the true diamond, our true self. And now, with every swipe of the sander, with each piece of wall paper that comes down, I think about the changes in the physical place and the changes happening deep within me. 

We’ll keep on sanding floors and sweeping up sawdust, tearing down wall paper, unpacking and rearranging.  The kitchen scissors will be kept in their new place in a drawer, ready to be used over and over.  Other things will be misplaced and found again.  

It’s all about moving.  

All about finding this new place and calling it home.