I was out walking this morning , with Emma, and we nearly stepped on this perfect little nest which was upright, in the middle of the path! It must have been a sad loss for the birds who inhabited it, probably due to a marauding jay or raven or a lashing wind, which brought it to fall from the branches. It was so fragile and dear and perfect, I couldn’t just walk on by. I put my knitting in my shoulder bag, and picked it up examining it closely as walked a while, with it very carefully perched in my cupped hand. Soon after I found some newly fallen acorns too, how lovely, which I popped inside the nest, looking like tree eggs of a sort. As I walked from the oaks through the firs, I noticed then some freshly fallen fir cones too, and picked a few of them up and put in my knitting bag. I tell you, now I feel it, I just know it’s coming, my favorite season Autumn is coming, coming, coming, because things are beginning to fall out of trees!
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Latest tune recorded over at John’s . . .
First I’d like to mention that this tune, although recorded in this latest version on John’s birthday this week, was actually in a long gestation of development starting from the beginning of July. At first it was a fast paced polka , and we then changed it to a waltz, recorded it about five times, all differently, with different titles. Miraculously we landed on the prize, on John’s birthday, perhaps in a way, a celebration of his turning another year older, and another hair greyer. If you’re wondering what a cakewalk is, well, it’s an old-time sort of dance contest with roots in ragtime, whereby a couple wins a gigantic cake ! (We like to think a birthday cake, as I made John a mighty tasty one this year). Excuse where I , Jen, smashed it up by tripping into a couple of frightfully bad notes, while attempting to dive for the cake, but as is the way of our first recordings are brand new and like wobbly-kneed colts! Oh, and the photo is of a postcard entitled “lecon de cakewalk”. Happy Birthday John!
Aww Martha… me too. We oughta trade pinecones ! Here we have mostly Dougless fir cones. Thanks for your peeking in 🙂 xx
Kelly, Autumn in California is nothing like the East Coast Autumn, but I love it mostly because the heat subsides, and the moisture comes back, and the rains…ohhh… the rains ! 🙂
Morrie, I am *so* with you there ! By the time Autumn rolls around, I’m fried from the watering and all. But I managed to keep my kale under a tent all summer and it’s lush like greenhouse produce !
I knew you’d love that little nest Lizzi, I’m so tempted to send it to you, though I know it would fall apart. 🙂 xx