It's the land we fell in love with; the land is the reason we built on this spot.
In every time of year, this land is our solace and comfort.
In our retirement, we still rise early so we can watch the days begin here.
The following photos are our way of sharing some of it with you on this mellow, sunny September morning, after a spectacular full-moon night.
Friday, September 24, 2010
SEPTEMBER MORNING IN THE CREEK
By dawn today, the beavers are returned to their lodges after another night of construction which has harvested a good number of trees from our pretty wooded bottomland. The housing industry for beavers hasn't slowed in the least.
P.S. Saturday night Sept. 25... Friends have come up from the bottomland to tell us we can plan a garden there for next summer; the beavers have girdled most of the trees. Oh well, next year we can see the devils; too many trees this year. An ODNR nuisance permit is in order.
Posted by roseabouttown (Rose Moore) at 12:58 PM
SEPTEMBER MORNING GARDENER
My husband Bob goes into his garden today, after the sun has barely shown its face, to harvest watermelons. This, then, is the end of his production from this particular garden patch.
Posted by roseabouttown (Rose Moore) at 12:53 PM
SEPTEMBER MORN AND ROSE'S FLOWERS
Today, my flowers are boasting. The summer has ended; the autumn is new, and my plants are trying their best to prove "We're not done yet!"
Posted by roseabouttown (Rose Moore) at 12:50 PM
SEPTEMBER DAWN TODAY AT THE MOORE PLACE
This is what we see today outside our window, as we relax and talk and sip our morning coffee. What better way to start a day together/ We are feeling blessed.
Posted by roseabouttown (Rose Moore) at 12:46 PM
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