This morning's sunrise was a quiet, peaceful fog. It felt restful after cleaning the yard and garden over the last couple of weeks. The neighbor's house was bathed in grey and framed in dark red foliage.
The last of the year's corn was gleaned from the edges of the garden. The stalk's are silhouetted against the morning fog.
The deep yellow corn and husks were wrapped for the squirrel's delight at the bird feeding station. The dried kernels were still sweet when I nibbled a few.
The roses continue to bloom against the arbor trellis. Brilliant against the emerging grey morning. With the playhouse in the background.
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Bathed in Grey
The last of the year's corn was gleaned from the edges of the garden. The stalk's are silhouetted against the morning fog.
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Corn Stalk Silhouettes
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Sweet Squirrel's Delight
The roses continue to bloom against the arbor trellis. Brilliant against the emerging grey morning. With the playhouse in the background.
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Late Brilliant Blooms
The swing set for my youngest daughter, Itsy Bit, is in quiet repose in the morning fog. The girl's are all snug in their bed's on this Veteran's Day holiday morning and still collecting their beauty sleep. This is Itsy Bit's favorite play activity as stated in her second grade written essays. I have many images of moments in my mind's eye of feet kicking up high, long tresses flying, and happy, cyclic singing and chanting. It was a freebie from a yard sale last year having been brought up from a Texas playground originally. We are the third family to utilize its glee. Someday we will pass it on. I lament the sad future when Itsy Bit is too old to use it. Maybe there will be grandchildren by then to extend the fun?
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Swing Set in Quiet Repose
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 A Quiet Swing
The blue spruce in the corner of the yard has received its annual trimming and is ready for a Christmas light garland later this weekend.
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Christmas Tree Readiness
Idle Acres appears to be moving towards some semblance of order in the autumn season for which I am thankful. My mom's dad, James Pearly Rines Sr., born in 1892, had used "Idle Acres" for his humble corner lot in Lunenburg, MA. The property was anything but idle. It is pleasing to me in remembrance to be able to use the moniker for our humble 1896 farmstead.
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Idle Acres
But, of course, everything is not finished for the season. There are always just a few more things on the to-do list to be tidied up and finished on a farmstead. Always just one more project to be inserted into the finish line. The lamb's ear is still poking though the leaves in the rock garden. There is still some leaf gathering to be done to complete the vegetable garden bedding. Aaah me!
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 Lamb's Ear Rock Garden
So I think the selected color palette of autumn bittersweet from the harvest season for the 1896 farmstead kitchen may be a good one. Barn red cabinets, yellow yarrow walls reminiscent of sweet squirrel corn, and artichoke green accents complemented by old oak and pine wood trim and black and gold highlights in the picture frames. A warmth and coziness to the color scheme fitting for a farmstead.
Copyright James E. Martin 2014 New England Bittersweet
I offer a quiet and warm salute to our readers at the end of another harvest season on this Veterans Day holiday. I pray that each of you also have some achievements and blessings and memories and peace to celebrate in your life today.
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