Crossing a Bridge

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Crossing a bridge, I decide to sit.

Breeze blowing, shadows dancing. Brittle leaves scratching the wood. A trickle of water tumbles down through rocks and into the creek. Sunlight filters through the leaves.  Locusts hum, unaware that summer is done. Bird songs welcome Fall. Reflections of branches quiver on the water’s surface. I am grateful for the stillness.

 

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Welcome, September.

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Welcome, September!

I always love this month. September signifies beginnings; new notebooks and pens, starting projects, a change of seasons and wardrobe. September brings Autumn to the northern hemisphere, and Spring to the southern hemisphere.

Some random fun facts about this month: Band-Aids were invented in the month of September. September 19th is “Talk Like A pirate Day.” Ahoy, matey!…the poem “Mary had a Little Lamb” was published September 1st, 1830 (we celebrate this fact with a toddler in the house), and the very first comic strip was printed in an American newspaper in September of 1875 (source: Dixie Allan).

And for star-gazers, photographers, and those seeking to connect with the cosmos, September 9th will be the last supermoon of 2014.

Whether you have Spring flowers or Autumn leaves, wishing you a wonderful new season.

Tracy

Orange You Glad?

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With the change of seasons in the southern hemisphere, we are transitioning from Winter into Spring.  Some sparse green grass blades are pushing up through the soil, leaves are budding on trees, and color is seeping slowly back into a rather brown and beige-hued world we’ve known during the dry season. The temperatures are warming, and the ritual commences of taking coffee and binoculars outside in the early morning to watch the returning birds.

In Mbabane, August also brings gorgeous plump and heavy oranges in droves. One of my favorite colors, and fruits, is orange. This time of year, oranges are piled high in the backs of trucks and fill market stalls. I’ve been scooping up loads of them to bring home for eating and squeezing into juice. Our little boy knows how to peel them, and he likes taking a deep breath of the fragrant orange peel and says, “nice!”

I love the scent of oranges, too.

And today, I ate a tea cake made with real orange juice that was delicious, and the creativity in the cooking was my muse to start a new art project.

Do you have a creative muse or a morning ritual?

Wishing you days full of color and light.

Cheers,

Tracy