I apologize...

I really do, for not replying to your nice comments on my last post. Lately, my posts have been few and far between and hardly worth reading. So, I'm giving myself one more chance...either blog with your heart into it or say goodbye. 

and I don't want to say goodbye. You've all been so kind to me and my silly blog, mistakes and all...best friends I've ever had, and I mean that, so it would be hard to say goodbye. I would miss you...

like Eli and Ellie miss us when we're away...

all I said was, "it's time for Dan"

Would you believe, I haven't raked up the first leaf! The fallen leave are so so pretty...

but I know the longer I wait, the deeper the leaves.

It was around this same time in October 1989 that I sat on these very steps, dreaming about moving into the cabin. The steps were newly built then.  Mama used to say, "Melba, please don't go out there by yourself".

The cabin was in the woods, no other homes around. I was off work on Saturdays so would come out and help finish staining inside. But that Saturday in October was the most beautiful one ever, with the leaves falling and the sun shining through the trees, warming those back steps. Didn't get much staining done that day.

Speaking of getting things done! How long has it been now since I climbed the ladder and washed that hard to reach bottle collection...three, four years? Look at the dust...

I know, I should be ashamed of myself for showing this, and I am!

It took me three day, climbing up and down that tall wooden ladder, carrying two bottle at the time, washing them in hot soapy water, rinsing, drying, and putting them back. Plus, the shelf and wall had to be washed.

Poppy gets out of all this work by saying, "I like the dust and cobwebs. That makes them look old". Well, Henny likes them sparkling clean and shiny...

What a job! Just got to show off my hard work...

Clean! from one end to the other. But, that shelf continues on, into the kitchen and the antique canning jar collection. I'm bound and determined to finish up before the holidays. 

Thank you for stopping by, and for putting up with me. Planning on being back here real soon!

Love, Henny

The Days Fly Around...

down Henny Penny Lane where the goldenrods grow and the acorns fall...

What a beautiful, beautiful Fall season this has been, and still is. Why, the leaves have just begun to turn...

and I can't resist picking a few goldenrods, especially the tall ones that lay over in the path...

Poppy says he's never seen this many acorns on the ground, and I've never seen so many hickory nuts. With the price of groceries these days, we probably, like the squirrels, should be gathering and storing for winter.

Rarely do we have both September and October filled with cool crisp mornings, blue skies, and fall like days...it has been wonderful.

I came upon a quote that pretty much describes my feelings...

"I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house." - Nathaniel Hawthorne

and then there is Randall Rabbit, more sweetness to keep me out of the house and away from the computer...

We've added panels to his house to make it cozy and protect from the cold winter winds...

and using two big old flower tubs, cut a piece to make a bench. Randall likes me enough now to jump on the bench beside me...

Look, I think he has grown, don't you? This picture was taken a few minutes ago when I carried him an apple peel and kale leaf...

I would have deleted the earlier picture of Randall but have you noticed how deleting a picture will throw everything in the post out of whack? Well, it sure does.

We also added anther large roof piece to the top. I caught Randall trying to jump up on top of the cage! What a fall that could have been.

The overhang keeps him from jumping up. Well, I didn't want to over do and keep you here too long, that is if you are still here. 

But I do want to show you these sky pictures. These were taken from the front porch the night before Hurricane Ian blew through here...

Thank you dear friends for looking in. I've missed you all!

Love, Henny