Day 18 Made Me SmileToday

The fact that my 14 year old still thinks it fun to hide in the leaves or that I found him there while I was raking....both made me smile.

Day 17 Fruit

Day 16 Something You Wrote

A little bit of the writings that collect themselves in various locations around the house.

Day 15 A Mess

I was tired last night and it was late. We ate spaggetti earlier and I did most of the dishes but left some pots in the sink. At somewhere around midnight, the boys decided they wanted cake. They are usually in bed by then but this seemed like a good idea at the time. So I baked a cake....and did the unthinkable. I LEFT MY DISHES IN THE SINK OVERNIGHT! This morning I looked at the Photo Challenge for today and then went downstairs. I think this qualifies as a mess. I'd better go stick my hands in this murky water and fish out the silver ware and icing tools and ....well, you get the picture.

Day 14 Something You Made

I've made a lot of things over the years. I thought first of crafts and sewing, flower beds and poetry. Too much to choose from.

 Kaitlin stretched my mind a bit with her 'made' bed. While I was doing all this contemplating, I 'made' myself a tea! 

Day 13 Landscape

A beautiful fall walk on what will probably be one of the last warm weather days, filled my camera with lots of photos. This one was the one I finally chose for my landscape shot.

 Aren't trees amazing? We just lost a big one over our back yard fence and my 14 year old son expressed how it felt very well. He told me, "It makes a very big hole in the sky."

I imagine when the tree in this photo falls, it will do the same.

Day 12 Something on the Table

A few years back I got this candle holder that I absolutely love. It has held candles of many colors and 'lived' in many spots around my house. At our other house, it usually resided in the fireplace. I used it for tall pillar candles that smoked and sputtered almost as much as a hearth fire would have. Here at this house my candles are more demure because of the many little people that visit me. They simulate flame with a flickering light. They still look lovely on a dark fall evening but something is lacking. I miss those wild flames and the smell of melting wax.