"Celebrating Fall . . . with bouquets of
sharpened pencils, pumpkins, and cozy autumn
vibes straight out of Shopgirl and Joe Fox's world."
STORYLINEBOOKSHOP, as seen on Instagram
In the words of my dear blogging friend Janet Martin, "I love September mornings, where shadows sprawl, tall across the waking land". Oh yes. It felt very autumnal today on our early morning walk. Cool and crisp with those long shadows sprawling. And with Fall Equinox arriving this weekend, we officially bid Summer farewell as we open our arms to Autumn.
Yesterday we went for coffee with dear friends. I opted for my usual small decaf latte, not even noticing their larger-than-life sign that they were now serving pumpkin spice lattes (along with a mini slice of pumpkin pie). TO think I missed out on that treat. We've had such really warm summery days these past few weeks, and even though the neighbourhood was afloat with falling leaves, my brain never did quite wrap around that we were already well into September.
Although I have not watched it now for several years, it was my ritual to pull out the lovely 1998 movie You've Got Mail with Kathleen Kelly (Meg Ryan) and Joe Fox (Tom Hanks). It never failed to put me in the mood for Autumn and getting cozy.
The dahlia photo above was one I took at the St Albert Botanic Garden last week. It tugs at my heart. I love the shades and hues of its autumn colours. I love the starburst pointed petals. I want a painting of it.
It's a this and that kind of post today. It's been a busy week. I'm getting it a little late out in the day. I thank you for stopping by, and I hope you enjoy.
One. Downton Abbey
We went to the theatre on Sunday afternoon to see The Grand Finale of the Downton Abbey series. What a treat! Loved the movie. It was great to see the Crawley family again, albeit all a little older. Even Rick, who wasn't keen on going, said he enjoyed it. There were funny spots, poignant spots, and in my books, they gave us a satisfying wrap up to the whole series. Everyone, including Lady Mary, can now get on with their lives.
After the movie, we went out for dinner. The hostess who seated us asked if we were doing anything special for the evening. I mentioned that we'd just come from the Downton Abbey film. She looked blankly at me. And I realized ten years had passed since that last series on PBS, she probably would have only been nine or ten at the time and no doubt she wouldn't be watching such a story. Then our waitress came by asking for drinks order, and she also asked the similar question what we were up to. Although she'd never watched the series, she at least knew what we were talking about having studied the series in high school, mentioning it being historical fiction which she thought interesting. Who would have thought what I still considered a current event would suddenly put us in our place, back there in the historical fiction section. Haha.
—Photo taken in 2016 on our trip to Great Britain, which included a visit to Highclere Castle. There was something quite special about walking up that laneway that grabbed my heart.
Two. Reading
This year I didn't get around to making an autumn reading list. Summer seemed to linger (for which I was happy), and even though autumn leaves were falling, I didn't quite have those usual cozy autumn vibes. For you'd often see us sitting on the front patio drinking cold drinks and watching the bees humming in the Rudbeckia and Joe Pye Weed blossoms as clouds floated past clear blue sky. A deep summer activity, in my books.
But I did read one seasonal book: The Fortnight in September by R.C. Sheriff (1931). Recently republished, it's the gentle and charming tale about a family of five who set out on their cherished annual holiday to the seaside. It's the two weeks in their lives when they are mainly free from the cares of every life and work. And they are squeezing out every minute they can with those small pleasures of holiday life. This was a book that author Kazuo Ishiguro had proposed people should read during the pandemic - he described the book as 'life-affirming', 'delicate', and 'magical'. I agree with his assessment.
If you haven't read it, I recommend it. But maybe save it for next September early in the month.
Three. A Beautiful Life
I came across Robin Sharma's Facebook page the other day. I was drawn in for he had a list of what makes life beautiful for him. It resonated, it would basically be my list, too.
(If you're wondering why his name is familiar—I did wonder—Robin Sharma is a Canadian writer, best known for his book series The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari.)
Robin's List:
Art
Books
Nature
Work that serves
Fresh food simply prepared
Deep conversations with real people
My list:
In relationship with God and people
Books
Nature and Gardens
Creative work to make a difference
Being kind
Conversations with family and friends over coffee
Four. Ribbon treats
I went back to Michaels (craft store) and found a few more rolls of autumn ribbons. As you can see I stocked up. At this moment the rolls are sitting in a prim row on the credenza in my study. Waiting for a creative adventure. I'm loving looking at them, just as they are, but I look forward to pressing them into service soon.
Five. A volunteer
Our garden is winding down. But there are spots still furiously in bloom. And this single thick stem of sunflowers is a bold example. A stray seed from the birdfeeder sprouted in spring and has now grown into a plant with several blossoms of sunshine. Its beauty buoys my spirits when things feel a little dark out there.
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"After all, Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest
and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid
or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple
little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY, Anne of Avonlea
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Wishing you a beautiful day.
Be kind to yourself and your neighbour, too.
Heart hugs,
Brenda
Photo credits:
Brenda Leyland @ It's A Beautiful Life
(Book and apples) Image by Katrina_S from Pixabay
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It rather took me by surprise to realize that the equinox is this weekend. This morning it was 5 degrees outside, and now it's in the mid-20s. I've put that book on hold at the library and hope it arrives soon. One book I enjoy reading this month is Rosamunde Pilcher's September. A sad story in parts, but wonderfully evocative of autumn in Scotland.
ReplyDeleteI have not yet seen the new Downton Abbey movie. I have a cold (it wasn't just the ash in the air) and will likely not go this weekend, but since we're retired, we don't have to wait for that, do we?