Posts tagged: fall

Into the Forest 11/4/24

Into the Forest 11/4/24
"A silent forest is a retreat for the mind, a spa for the soul."
- author unknown

I took this photo ten days ago, when my dear friend Frances organized a photography study group trip to the Glenstone,  a unique 300 acre outdoor contemporary art museum in Potomac MD, combining sculpture, architecture and nature.   READ MORE

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Boho Elegance 9/30/24

Boho Elegance 9/30/24
I spent last weekend on Nantucket with some dear old friends.   Despite nonstop rain and incessant winds which managed to sink several boats in the harbor, we had a ball.  Of course that brings to mind all the communities from Florida to North Carolina, still reeling from the devastation of Helene.  Our thoughts and prayers are with you.  My friend Sarah Tucker, whose home on the west coast of Florida narrowly escaped the flooding, has shared this link to purchase supplies big and small through Amazon, which will be delivered to areas in her community that were the worst hit.  Sarah knows the organizer personally, and "can absolutely vouch for her delivering this into the hands that need it".  How amazingly brilliant that this effort can be organized by distributing an Amazon wish list?  READ MORE

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Slip Inn to Fall 9/9/24

Slip Inn to Fall 9/9/24
If you're a longstanding Love Note reader, you'll know plenty about my end of summer blues + lackluster enthusiasm for falling into fall (if not, or if you're just looking for a kindred spirit on this topic, then have a read here).  Fall, after all, is the season that brings us brown.   It's also the season when you realize the pants that you haven't worn for three months might not fit so well.    Need I say more?  READ MORE

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Put Another Log on the Fire 10/23/23

Put Another Log on the Fire 10/23/23
There is a story about a hiker making his way up a spectacular trail in the Shenandoah National Forest.   About midway,  he remarks on the large number of downed trees across the path.   He grumbles something about horrible trail maintenance, and is annoyed enough to start counting the number of obstacles blocking his path.   Upon reaching the summit in all its Blue Ridge autumnal splendor, the hiker has what my late father would call an "attitude adjustment meeting with himself".   On the way down, he instead counts the number of cut out logs, making an inventory of where someone before him has cleared the way for others yet to come.   READ MORE

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