beauty that moves

i'll meet you there

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Beyond good and bad, there is a field. I'll meet you there.

~ Rumi

Well friends, it is time for me to sign off from this little bungalow on the hill. Over the next week we'll be celebrating birthdays and holidays, gathering with friends, and packing.

I hope to stay present for every single moment as we close one life chapter and begin another. Feeling blessed, feeling grateful. Still amazed by how this all fell into place.

I'll meet my beloved in the field...  among the trees, quiet, safety.

Wishing each of you a peaceful holiday season. we'll reconnect in the new year. xo 

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simple and perfect farewell

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Girlfriends, a mashed potato bar (huge hit!), cupcakes, popcorn, and a favorite Christmas movie. A tiny treat bag for our guests. We've enjoyed having parties here, so many great memories over the years... tonight was a simple and perfect farewell. 

(My favorite topping was mushrooms and onion sauteed with rosemary...oh yeah.)

weekend plans

 

 

{Photos from an evening walk around the house, last night.}

At the moment the downstairs is filled with Christmas music, Adam is flipping pancakes, there are plans to visit the tree farm, and we are looking forward to an evening candlelit choir concert of Handel's Messiah with good friends. 

The weekend promises to be full of holiday spirit! It's arrived!

just the sort of day we needed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A morning filled with pumpkin cake baking (with my variation of orange cream cheese frosting), an evening filled with chamomile tea and cake slices, enjoyed by everyone. Between the two? Hundreds of acres, two mamas, and five girlfriends. (And one father who saw fit to head off on a solo journey in another forest. Too many ponytails and giggles, perhaps?)

Our family has a lot of 'busy' that is happening right now, some of it a little stessful...exactly how many balls can we have in the air at once? This day was all about filling the cup and loving the moment.

A perfect tonic, one that should be repeated soon and often please.

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Each time I visit, I leave telling myself to make a wardrobe filled with those dresses... was there ever a more perfect thing to wear?

A favorite place, a perfect day with family. Simpler times (in some ways) to reflect on and learn from as we enter a new week. So very grateful for that, as always.

{ Old Sturbridge Village }