Autumn Farewells

Autumn on the mountain brings with it a sense of change on all fronts, it also brings farewells…..some are easier to deal with than others….

The  leaves fall and the trees seem to become bare almost over night, delicious aromas both inside and out, a color palate that only Mother Nature could conger up.

The lake is ablaze in color, as if someone came along with a brush and didn’t miss a stroke.

This is also a  time to replenish the firewood, fill the clothesline with flannel sheets and watch the colorful quilts bow to the gusts of October winds that are slowly approaching….

Sadly, for my family, it was  a time to say farewell, not just to warm summer breezes and sand in your shoes, but to some who shared our entire life and those who came into it on a wing and a prayer……

Last month, PineRidge Hill’s mascot, Elvis, our little Yorkie, after twelve wonderful years took his final stroll up the mountain….Al and I thought he would beat the odds but he quietly let us know it was his time, and through rivers of tears and broken hearts, sadly we had to let him go….

They say “He doesn’t give you more than you can shoulder”, our family was put to that test again, one week later when my mom, who was ailing since Spring, also said good-bye to us. 

My mom always said she would see her ninety-first birthday, she did…she passed one day later…….”Jodee” at 91, was still running, although a bit slower, still playing Bingo and drawing, even though her sight was failing, and still, without question shared her ninety one years of wisdom. 

 Even though her heart was missing my dad terribly, she fought to the very end… I imagine Heaven wasn’t ready for her….

As I go through her things, I come across photos I never saw, or perhaps I’m too old to remember and they make me laugh out loud!

A life frozen in black & white, silly faces, parties where the entire family forgot they were suppose to act like adults, hugs and smiles and more important memories made…..

  ……thanks mom…..

In addition to her colorful life, She left behind three granddaughters and four great-grandchildren…. I can only hope that when she made her final trip over the bridge that my dad and Elvis were waiting for her on the other side ….that image warms my heart……

So to say we had a rough time of it is a mouthful! But life goes on, Autumn is here in full force, and we all have a choice to make –  to either

…… “wait for the storm to pass, or dance in the rain…..”          

we choose to dance……..

With Mom’s recipe books now on my shelf, her pie tins in the pantry and her oven mitt now hanging on the hook and Elvis’ toys standing sentinel by the back door……

………PineRidge Hills is gearing up for whatever is coming up the mountain……I hope you’ll come back and visit, lots will be going on in the kitchen – if I can decipher moms recipes!

I now have time to mull over that folder of projects I always wanted to start……

I’m still quilting and sewing and the Divine Ms. B still drops by for a cup of tea and to make me laugh and cracks the whip when it comes to my procrastination!

and of course if you peer between the white pines and oaks, you will see the baby goats and lambs suddenly jumping up to the fence….no doubt it’s Elvis wanting to play tag……..

 

Warm hugs,

 

 

 

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  1. Shes back! and she is sewing too. One more quilt to finish.

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