Ordinary Miracles

The golden light illuminating the trees along the old wagon road on our property, lured me outdoors this morning.  The chipmunks and squirrels were busy scampering about, gathering nuts for their winter stores.  Two deer were delicately nibbling at the windfall apples that were scattered under the old apple tree.

 As I walk past the ancient lilac bush that was planted on our property nearly 100 years ago, I saw two delicate blossoms hanging from it.  That was a wonder to behold because a lilac is only supposed to bloom in the spring, not the middle of October.  This is not the first year that lilac blossoms have appeared in Autumn; I think it must be a magic lilac bush.  The fragrance of the spring blooms is bright, crisp and sweet.  The autumn blooms are a bit more muted in color and fragrance, but still just as lovely.

Spending a little time out in the woods is certainly soothing to the mind, body, and soul and I am grateful for the legs that carry me out there and the eyes to behold the ordinary miracles in nature.

We have been busy on the homestead, canning up the last remnants of the garden.  Canning is a lot of work, but the beans and tomatoes will taste wonderful when we are enjoying them this winter.

That’s the news from the homestead, see you next week!