Tuesday, October 30, 2012


When we were in San Francisco a couple of weeks ago, I was catching up on my blog reading. One of the blogs challenged us to memorize a poem. Jimmy found this little gem and so the Tim and Jim Farrell's would like to dedicate it to all of you...

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

A hallowed eve...

This year for Halloween, Jimmy and I thought we should try to partake a little bit more. And what better way to do that then carve a pumpkin. Mercies I know now why the most popular pattern is a jac-o-lantern with triangle eyes.

And then Jimmy changed the ball game and brought out power tools! We were super stars after that!

Those trick - or - treaters better be impressed! Sure do wish our little Berkan ghosts and goblins lived a little closer to pop in!!

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Happy Endings

We were watching one of our shows this morning. It was following a little guy who was playing in his first baseball game. He was up to bat, the game was close and last time he had batted he had failed miserably...

Jimmy looked at me and asked if I thought the little guy was gonna get a hit. I answered that I sure hope so!

You can't always write the happy endings in life. Too many situations result in sadness and heart ache. Too often the little guy doesn't get the winning hit. We hear of so many tragedies. Too much death. Too many instances of bullying. Too many diseases and natural disasters. Too much famine and abuse. So when I have an opportunity to watch a little TV I desperately wish for those happy endings!

Stories have been an escape for our entire existence as humans. One of most effective ways to teach a lesson, remember something important or entertain. An opportunity to spin a tale that tells of heroes and success.

And so I was so glad the writers chose to give us that happy ending. To spin this tale into something positive. To bring some joy. The little guy hit the ball and ended up with an in field home run winning the game.

Cause today, today I didn't want to watch a story that resembled real life. Today I wanted to know that when we get a chance to write our own ending we write a happy ending!

Friday, October 12, 2012

Home at Last

I just walked in the door and I am home. The suitcase needs unpacking, the groceries need to be bought. I have chores and errands. Laundry - oh yes laundry. Work is open on my lap. But for this moment right now - none of that matters. I am home!!

I didn't miss my blooming fall daisies. Trees are still clinging to their yellow leaves. The fire place is running and the couch is so very comfy.

And most of all - I am home!

Monday, October 08, 2012

Remembering and Fall Colors

This week found Jimmy and I back in Nova Scotia for a quick trip. Although it was a hard week as we had the honor to pay our last respects to Popo, it was great to be home with family and friends.

What a beautiful time of year the Lord chose to reunite Popo and Nanny. The trees are turning and the colors are spectacular. The fall breezes bring with them the last of summer's warmth. The salty waves are cool to the touch but do not yet feel of winter's ice. The sun glistens off the fluffy cattails and the air is scented with harvest and fresh split wood. The fire crackles to take off the morning chill and one finds themselves craving hearty foods of warmth and spices.

We laughed, we cried, we remembered old and learned something new. We wandered the yard and explored the trails. We waded in the sea and searched for treasures. We planned our tomorrows and were thankful for our past. We had family dinners and enjoyed good friends. We had the wheel once and had it again. We discovered places new to me and familiar to others.

Rest dear little Popo, we shall miss you. I am so very glad I got to know you for a while.