“There was a fire in the wide hearth before them and it was burning with a sweet smell, as if it were built of apple wood.”

The morning is a delight. The air smells fresh and fragrant. The sun is shining. It is warmer than I expected and hints of a warmer afternoon. When I got the paper, I stood outside leaning on the car for a while. I didn’t want to go back inside. I greeted some joggers and waved to my neighbor driving by me. A beautiful butterfly was on the front step flowers, the red flowers. I watched a while then went in and got my camera. The butterfly was gone when I got outside, but it returned, and I took a few pictures.

My friends left yesterday, and without them the house was too quiet last night. I miss them, their companionship, the conversations and the laughs. Bill made my breakfast, scrambled eggs with cheese and bacon, and Peg toasted the cinnamon raisin bread. I felt like the lady of the manor. Peg brought down tons of food including Thursday night’s dinner and some desserts. I munched on leftovers last night and had brownies with chocolate sauce for dessert. Thank you, Peg!

When I was a kid, on fall Sundays, we stayed home, no more beach trips. My father ushered at church. He got to pass the basket. I remember the baskets were woven and their handles were really long so they could reach to the middle of the pews. My father did the main aisle first then the other half of the pews on the side aisle. I always sat so I could smile at him as he passed the basket in front of me. I’d drop in the dime he always gave me.

My little library has another hole from the woodpecker. I’m going to cover it inside and out with gorilla tape. Next to that hole is several not quite holes. I don’t know what the attraction is to the birds. I guess they see it as an upgrade, a wonderful birdhouse with a window.

Henry still runs away when he sees a leash. I’m going to attach one to his collar and have him wear it just to get use to the feeling of the leash. That and riding in the car are my two major Henry projects.

Today is an around the house day. I have a few random chores like water the plants, change the flag outside to a fall flag and fill the bird feeders. I’m going to lower the deck umbrellas, sort of a step one in closing the deck. I’m thinking it’s a perfect day to sit outside and have a fire in my chiminea. I love the smell of wood burning.

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6 Comments on ““There was a fire in the wide hearth before them and it was burning with a sweet smell, as if it were built of apple wood.””

  1. Rowen Says:

    Loved today’s set.

  2. olof1 Says:

    The opposite weather most of the day here but it was warmish so it wasn’t that bad to be outside walking. Mostly I napped though and so much that I forgot to do the laundry šŸ™‚ šŸ™‚

    My guess is that the woodpecker hear something inside the library that sounds like it could be a larvae crawling around in there. So it is thinking an easy meal šŸ™‚ They don’t peck this time of year otherwise, it would be another thing in early spring though because then it could see it as a good nesting place šŸ™‚

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I also took a small nap with Henry. It was in the early afternoon. I missed most of the first half of the Patriots football game.

      I think it is an old hole. There is nothing inside the little library as I clean it often. All I did was reinforce the tape over the holes and I added a book and took a couple out.

      I’m going to fill the feeders now.

      Have a great day!!

  3. Bob Says:

    When I was kid in Dallas, Sunday mornings my father would take us with him to his bowling league. The ally had a room filled with pinball machines that we pretended to play after our supply of coins ran out. When I moved to NYC Sunday mornings involved raking the leaves and stuffing them in plastic garbage bags. I don’t think we could burn them in the street. Then we watched football in the afternoon. My uncle watched the NY Giants games which were played in Yankee Stadium.

    Today is partly cloudy with forecasted highs in the mid 70s.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      My mother was in a bowling league which met on a weekday morning. It was candlepin which is the main sort of bowling around here. Sunday would never have been a league day as it was a sacrosanct day when I was a kid.

      Saturday was the yard cleaning day in the neighborhood. The leaves could be burned in the street back then. My father was also a Giants fan. There was no Patriots football back then.

      This afternoon is a bit chillier than it was.


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