kiss from a rose

there are some light pink rose bushes right outside the side door of St.  James that nod their delicate little blushing heads at me as i pass in and out.  little guardians of the entry way to heaven on earth.  and they smell the part.  they whisper to me that i must drink in their scent before i enter and leave and it is rare when i refuse such an invitation.  when i do bend my head to inhale their perfume, i inevitably am too zealous, or the wind takes advantage of an opportune moment, and i am kissed by the velvety subtly pink petals of these roses. 

this day they were kissed by the rain

going in for the kiss

i have been kissed by a rose.  more than one.  and they are friends to me.  silent reminders of the beauty of life and our Creator.  i caught them at a time that i rarely witness in that spot this evening.  as i came toward them to receive their sweet kisses, i was distracted by the glowing gold and fuschia hues illuminating all of the spaces not occupied by leaves and rosy heads.  and then i had a photo palooooza.

i love the lamppost coming alive before it's pitch dark

it is very little wonder why this time of solar transformation takes first place in my times of day and night contest.  the sun melting into the horizon and giving a different display of her many hidden colors before leaving us to keep company with the moon and the stars (also great friends of mine).  allowing her liquid colors to spill into the spaces that are usually empty, filling them to overflowing with golden and pink streams to delight me with.  

gold in the sky 

i drink it up and revel in it as it fades away and leaves me to marvel at the mysteries of the night.  i love the way night is pierced by light and the darkness is scattered wherever light goes.  

i liked the sunburst shapes these little lawn lamps made

and the grand finale of my walk home was the suns last salute to this side of the world in the form of ice cream clouds and the softest, most gentle pink and blue hues that sadly could not be as subtly captured in photo as i would have liked.  but you can still get the idea.  

i spy some airplane lights piercing the night 

it was quite a magical close to a day of blessings.  i walked into a small and homey pizza place (not 5 minutes drive from my home) jobless, and walked out about 30 minutes later wearing a smile and a new job.  it is the perfect in between jobs job.  flexible hours, discounted pizza (so pumped about this-pizza is my favorite food), and a new experience in the work world to add to my rather spotty resume.  the Eucharist celebration was there to supply my thanksgiving for answered prayers.  and to put a cherry on top, i went to a thrift store right by St. James (found a sweet leaf on the way), and scored some fall flare for our home.  i have been so wanting some autumn accents, but no store had any reasonably priced items.  these suckers were $1.05.  take that Michael’s and Home Goods (i still like you a lot, but my wallet does not appreciate your prices).  

hello , sweet leaf

fall flare 

yes that strapping young fellow is my dad

so that’s that.  some nutshelling, some ramblings on my obsession with the beauty of this earth, and a pumpkined out place to boot.  

tomorrow is the first day of fall according to my calendar and the internet when i looked it up to make sure.  our condo is bursting with pumpkiny goodness and lists of fall revelry we plan to revel in.  

i would not have spent the extra for organic pumpkin trust me it was all that was there

a seriously fall list

my friends, paul and brigid, who were married at the beginning of august are now expecting their first child.  our friends are all rejoicing.  it is wonderful.

paul and brigid pre-marriage and pre-baby 

paul, brigid, david and me this summer (also pre-wedding pre-baby for them)

love and miracles are in the air and the womb.  new life is blooming.  God is Loving us infinitely at every moment.  life is not all dusk shine and roses and new babies, but thankfully it is some of it.  and the same hand that offers us all of the Beauty of life, offers His arms to carry us through the pain and sorrow of it.  grab on and don’t let go.  He will never drop us.  

signs of His Love are everywhere
look at her raising her little stems to praise the Creator

i am floating on a mountain range of pink and blue clouds to the second star on the right and straight on ‘til morning.  because when it’s morning, it’s FRIDAY. TGIF.  and trishey is coming and we won’t grow any older in the weekend, because you aren’t allowed to in never never land or weekend weekend land.  it’s the rules.  we will play with my little sophia bell, frolic with friends, and love life.  

have a happy, merry, whimsically, pumpkiny weekend!

slide down my rainbow into weekend land

peace of Christ be with you

happy first official calendar day of fall! pumpkin your life a little....or a lot