Tomorrow it's off to Galena
a place I love
Where time slows down
to restful
Where the people are real
and the food is good
Where there is darkness
and millions of stars
and on a fall night the smell of wood burning
dances through the air
and the sound of something walking through and over
crunching leaves in the woods makes you pause to listen
There will be work to do....closing things up and putting them away
Putting out the heat light in case the furnace goes out while we're gone
and of course putting up the snow markers on the driveway
But this is the time of the year for Corn Chowder
not a bad reward for a hard days work
Time to slow down. Sounds heavenly. Just wonderful. Enjoy yourself.
ReplyDeleteIt all sounds so wonderful to me. It seems as though you have very distinct seasons and seasonal happenings/jobs that go with them. We do experience all four seasons, our winters are cold and wet but it doesn't snow where I live. We don't have extreme cold here.
ReplyDeleteGreat post Suz.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely weekend.
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Magical place, magical time, magical words. In the moment, wonderful............
ReplyDeleteenjoy the rituals!
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Ooh, I want to go, you make it sound heavenly.
ReplyDeleteStars and corn chowder sound like a perfect combination.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a good time!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo!
Enjoy your stars!
ReplyDeleteI walked outside at 5 this morning to look up at the stars and thank God for the privilege. Thanks for reminding me. And have a glorious weekend.
ReplyDeleteYum, corn chowder. Your Galena house sounds wonderful, Suz. Hope you enjoy the crunching leaves and the stars.
ReplyDeleteSounds beautiful from what u have written..like a dream ut yet real..do have a great time :)
ReplyDeleteBeen following your blog lately..I love the way u rite..straight from heart...words that touch hearts..Kudos :)
just stopped by and glad that I did ~ your evocative tale had me drawn from the start ~ right up to the chowder ~ a write from the heart ~ just came in from burning some wood myself ~ that smell on an early Autumn night ~ Good to meet you ~ Lib
ReplyDeleteopen your eyes, you will see what you wish to see.
ReplyDeleteBlessings for you, Suz, one of my favorite poetesses, your talent rocks, your taste are super admirable.
keep it up.
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Off to Galena - I grew up in Rockford IL and my mother loved taking day trips to Galena. The next time I go home (probably next summer) I will have go visit Grant's old home and that Mississippi town - although I was surprised when I saw how narrow the river is there- or at least it was when I was a girl - I was expecting a HUGE gushing force.
ReplyDeletei could smell the wood burning!
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