Here I am up in the wee hours because I just had to show you the Northern Lights putting on a show for us tonight. It is just a few degrees above freezing here. This image might have been better if I had taken the time to get out my tripod. But then again maybe it wouldn't have been captured at all. The Northern Lights move very quickly changing shape , dancing accross the sky. Sometimes they are only there for a few minutes. Pretty good for no coat , no tripod and flip flops in the dark.
Fall is most definatly here. the other day I took this photo and now the leaves are totally yellow and flying around. I have been keeping busy with company since Friday so I have not had a chance to get any photos of the fall splendor. But on the other hand I have been laughing , hugging, joking,seeing movies and art shows, and staying up late drinking wine and catching up.
Ever since I saw a painted bike in July , I have been inspired to do something similar. I went to the local second hand store. They know me well there as I have been bringing my junk treasure from the last few purging benders. With a little dickering I was able to trade some good but unwanted items for this old bike. A little paint and some flowers and I think it's a showstopper.I am excited to see it decked out for Chistmas, Easter etc.
I am not sure why but lately I have been sleeping in. Despite going to bed a "decent" hour I still am sleeping around 10 hours a night. That seems far more than my usual 6 or 7 hours. It feels odd and a little disturbing to me.( is it weird to be complaining about sleeping too much?) This morning it seems my old sleep patterns are back. I was up early enough to get out and watch the sun rise over a farmers field just to the south of us. Ahhh beautiful , and home before hubby got out of bed.
It's no secret. I have always had a fondness for birds. I have many bird themed items in my home. from egg baskets to birdcages and all sorts of birdy things in between.
Maybe that's why this ferocious looking young hawk thought it would be ok to hang out in our porch that is under construction... The cat was frantic to get out there. The dogs were waiting for one little slip off his perch and I was terrified to go out to get him out, lest I come into contact with the razor sharp beak or those deathly talons. Floyd had to grab him with a gloved hand and toss him out. He flew away without looking back.
Yesterday I took a drive through the woods , down a winding dirt road. The sun dappled road was overgrown and wild with gentle curves and it made me think of Sunday drives from long ago. Although we have spent alot of time together I had never been to her home. I was wondering if her place would be as I had imagined when I was greeted by a grove of happy looking sunflowers that touched the sky, a quaint house frosted in flowers, and a lawn that looked like the owners had much better things to do than lawn care. We spent a wonderful day playing in her log studio, talking , sharing, immersed in art and each other. Thank you so much for your open arms and for helping me to remember why I love creating.