How can it be that this glorious month is almost over? The colors of fall have been sensational from its beginning to its end. It really has been quite a party.
The going along woodland' trails is a noisy affair these days as layers of leaves rustle beneath our feet. Why, any critter for miles around undoubtedly knows when Millie and I go tramping up and down these old leaf-covered hillsides. And, there's no way to know what might lay beneath all those leaves, rock or stick that might trip one up, so I lift my feet high and stick to the well-worn cattle trails.
And, what a month for beautiful sunsets it has been. My camera was filled with them, so that I had trouble choosing my favorites.
I have been jokingly telling my family that I will be hibernating for six-weeks after Christmas ~ a kind of Sabbatical I have been calling it. I looked that word up and found a definition that suited my use of the word.
Sabbatical ~ (1)A period of time during which someone does not work at his or her regular job and is able to rest, travel, do research, etc. (2) A break or change from a normal routine.
Yes, that is exactly what I have in mind ~ just doing what to heck I please for six long weeks.
If you are familiar with The J. Peterman Company's catalog, you will know that there are some catchy little narratives describing the clothing and other items that are sold by the company. The one below caught my eye.
An 18th-century stone manor house. Somewhere in Ireland. For an entire month. You promised yourself someday you'd do it. Someday is now. You did it. It's yours. Your own green fields. Your own horses. Your own bedroom windows looking down on the crashing seas. Your own peat-burning fireplace. Your own ancient Land Rover (which even occasionally works). Your own live-in cook (with a few ideas of her own).
Ha! Ha! Now how about that for a sabbatical? (Of course, J. Peterman thinks one should take along their English Hunting Jacket. 100 per cent Shetland tweed from a 183-year old mill in northern England. Price $298.
This was the view from my window late this morning. It will do me just fine. Besides, the thoughts of crashing seas frighten me. (Note those blue, blue skies. It was another gorgeous day! And 75 degrees!)
If you would care to take a look, Maggie Rose is modeling her new dress over at Linnie Butts & Company. Just click on the old sewing machine at the top of the page.