I wiped away the weeds & foam. / I fetched my sea-born treasures home... Ralph Waldo Emerson







Thursday, October 6, 2022

Garden Peeping Looking for Fall

 


and a new book!


Hi everyone! Today is beautifully summery after 4 whole days of winter storm. Yes winter briefly came to the beach, very cold and gale winds. Not sure if it was a remnant of H Ian, because tropical storms are usually warm and humid and move fast. I wore a down parka for four days under a long rain slicker, Mo dressed the same. Today is ice cream as usual on the deck though, so I am hopeful. Blog friend Nancy has a lovely post today about how the seasons merge and evolve slowly, it is not like we wake up October first and Fall is HERE. 

This is my newest used book find. As you may recall just about the only hardcover books I buy are seasonal and nature guides for my collection [and a few cookbooks, I admit]. This is a beautifully illustrated children's book, though I truly do not see how one would use it as a learning or even ''getting them interested'' sort of read.







Apropos as the sky lately has been busy with skeins of geese and ducks.


The illustrations, linocut and perhaps gouache? are lovely for an adult to study.

Fairy toadstools for blog friend Julierose who beautifully used them in a journaling challenge page.


another artist, IG. 'Shrooms seem to be a current fad.





Julie's page, HERE  Journal page

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Garden peeping  afternoon walks with Mo, looking for hints of  autumn.


Fall roses and rose hips. These are cultivated beach roses, not wild dune roses. 


Lovely that they bloom through til December.











Lovely pink coneflowers finally in bloom after a bit of rain.

The ubiquitous hydrangeas, mostly interesting as the colors change, since I have few trees for fall color.














Grasses....

Fairy moss gardens with [my] faux mushrooms.

                                           

                                                   








The ugly locust trees with many clacking pods.


I had been so worried about Mr Mockingbird who rules his roost in fall and winter, from the top of this tree. For weeks I have been seeing grey feathers--oh no, did a cat or raccoon get him? Old age? Today he was back, singing away. I notice he is turning quite white---do birds get ''grey'' hair? [I looked up the lost feathers, it seems songbirds do molt in late summer, so all is well with my little elderly friend.]




Last week's nature sketch: 


And a memory page for me and Mo.

A bit of rainy day Christmas gift sewing. It was so fun to start something new and tiny.

love

lizzy

gone to the beach....






 I apologize for poor formatting, Blogger is refusing to load photos, must add desktop thumbnails by hand.