Small Town Charm

A Sunday evening stroll along Main Street in historic downtown Brookville, PA. There is a Halloween painted window contest going on....

Ice cream with spiders, eyeballs and worms...YUM!

An old red pick-up with pumpkins

A wolf howling at the moon

Did you notice that the parking meters are decorated with dried corn stalks?

Dracula...or Alice Cooper, maybe?

I just love small towns...so quaint!






Yellow-eyed black cat
And, my personal favorite....



A hippy pumpkin van! Can you make out the purple peace sign painted on the door?

A view of Main Street on a Sunday night

Took a Walk...

With John beside me, tall and strong.

Wonderful Husband!

Lifelong Friend!

Eternal Soulmate!

And our faithful companion, Big Yellow Dog.

Boundless Enthusiasm!

Unwavering Trust!

Unconditional Love!

Through the Pennsylvania Woods.

Vibrant Palette!

Nature's Glory!

God's Creations!

The birds sang for joy.

Happy Autumn!

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ~George Eliot

I am in my glory this time of year! Hope you all have a vibrant, leaf-kicking Happy Fall! Some people say that they feel closest to God in their garden, but this time of year is when I believe I could almost reach out and touch His face amid the gorgeous colors....

Autumn's First Blush

"A solitary maple on a woodside flames in single scarlet, recalls nothing so much as the daughter of a noble house dressed for a fancy ball, with the whole family gathered around to admire her before she goes."- Henry James

I memorized that quote in high school and have always since looked for the first blazing leaf of Autumn. Henry James paints quite a portrait, doesn't he? Whenever I spot that first changing leaf, I see a princess surrounded by her admiring family.

The official start of the burnt orange season is still a week away, but already she blushes at the thought of her entrance. My favorite time of the year: the leaf-kicking, hot apple cider sipping, Harvest moon gazing, woodsmoke scented, frosty mornings, cozy quilted time to which I eternally look forward.

I am so happy that John and I decided to take some vacation time in the Fall instead of the traditional Summer respite. Intentionally we've decided not to make any big plans; just let ourselves follow the colorful trail of leaves where ever it desires to lead us.

Autumn has changed us into a pair of wayward gypsies.