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To be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter . . .

to be thrilled by the stars at night;

to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring -

these are the rewards of a simple life

- John Burroughs

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Garden - Rudbeckia

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Home - Zinnia

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Garden – Japanese Anemone

SDC18941Garden – Purple Kale

SDC18943 Garden – Cosmos Purity

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Garden – a cache of snails

SDC18973 sky before rainstorm

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sky during rainstorm

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sky after rainstorm

SDC18964-001 Home – lentil soup

SDC18976 Home – Lanterns and Pumpkins

Robert Frost

“God made a beauteous garden
With lovely flowers strown,
But one straight, narrow pathway
That was not overgrown.
And to this beauteous garden
He brought mankind to live,
And said "To you, my children,
These lovely flowers I give.
Prune ye my vines and fig trees,
With care my flowers tend,
But keep the pathway open
Your home is at the end."
God's Garden”
Robert Frost

Comments

  1. Lovely pictures and words. Flighty xx

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  2. We had a beautiful rainbow yesterday too.

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  3. Lovely pictures. We've had some very dramatic weather lately. Hope it settles down soon! xx

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  4. What lovely photos.. I do love rainbows :o)

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  5. Don't your anemone's look pretty! I added a few new plants to the garden this year, but they are still small. (they got crowded out previously).Your little arrangements are lovely. I still have a few roses which I must gather into a bouquet.

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  6. That purple kale is beautiful and that soup looks delicious :)

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  7. hello,
    lovely photos....love rainbows too.
    your soup looks delicious!
    wishing you a nice week,
    regina

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  8. Lovely - apart from the snails!

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  9. Lovely set of pictures Elaine and I like the look of the soup.
    Patricia x

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  10. What lovely poems, I hadn't read either of them before. I love your pics, they capture autumn so well and the posies are adorable. I've just bought two of those Japanese Anemone, a pink and a white one. I do hope they grow as well as yours. I LOVED that rainbow and now have a yearning for lentil soup!xxxx

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  11. I am all for a simple life - your flowers and pictures before and after the rainstorm are beautiful.
    Sarah x

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  12. I think Robert Frost has to be my favourite poem. Such a lovely post.

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  13. Lovely photos and accompanying words, your catch of snails is pretty amazing, I have hardly seen any snails at all this year, not sure where they have gone but they can stay where they are for me!

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  14. Love the words by John Burroughs, especially - and a wonderful selection of photos. Those snails would be a feast for a Song Thrush!

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  15. What a lot of colour here, Elaine....and rain! Cosmos 'Purity' is one of my favourite annuals and such a 'good doer', still putting on a bit of a show in spite of the weather.

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  16. Wow wow wow. I can't stop scrolling back to look at that fantastic kale again :-) Love all the colours you've captured in your autumn collection. And that Robert Frost poem is just a lovely finish. Thanks for sharing it.

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