Lost Mocha

Found her curled up in the basket of hats and gloves.  Too cute.

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Happy Birthday Dear Cousin

You’ve come a long way woman. . .

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

More Mushrooms Popping Up

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Farewell Our Fine Feathered Friends

Kate and Anna have gone to the big chicken coop in the sky after being taken out for dinner by a bobcat.  Sorry to see them go. They were good layers and debugged the whole orchard.

Heart-shaped Fungus

Mushrooms on Alder

Lunch Overlooking The Beach

Putting Up With

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Why do we put up with
plastic labels on the back of our neck
that itch and scratch and cause a rash;
horrible coffee that costs way too much;
pesticides on our food that we know causes cancer;
plastic that never breaks down;
food that isn’t really food
but chemicals and substances not meant for human consumption;
politicians that lie and treat people with disrespect
while we pay them to run our world.

I’m fed up
with putting up.
Time to rip off annoying labels,
drink good coffee,
eat only what is nutritious, fresh and real;
refuse plastic wrapped everything;
recycle what we can’t avoid accumulating;
vote out those who do not represent us with honour,
respect and honesty.

Enough with putting up with.

©2018 Sharron R. McMillan

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Emerging

Emerged

There Be Fairies Here

Fairy Door

The wall is silence, the grass is sleep,
Tall trees of peace their vigil keep,
And the Fairy of Dreams with moth-wings furled
Plays soft on her flute to the drowsy world.
~Ida Rentoul Outhwaite

Mushroom Season

Mushrooms magically appear
where nothing seems to grow
now white umbrellas circle round
then disappear like snow.

©Sharron R. McMillan
Excerpt from ‘The Woods Are Staged For Winter’

Grinning Begonia

Begonia in pump house window box

Grinning at us as we notice, oops missed one.
All the rest are tucked into dry spots for the winter but this one thinks it’s special.
It is special, an amazing colour that has bloomed faithfully
since Mother’s Day when my son-in-law gave it to me.
Deer nibbled a few flowers but not enough to discourage more blooms.
It won’t like being uprooted but survival depends on it.

©Sharron R. McMillan

Thanksgiving Cactus

My Christmas Cactus is blooming for Thanksgiving!  Half of it is loaded with blooms.  I wonder if the other half will still bloom for Christmas.   Such a bright spot on dull mornings.

Thanksgiving

Table set for fondue. Got too busy eating to take a family picture.

Bathroom door graffiti

My attempt at a Fall wreath. Some of the apples fell off already. They don’t make glue gun glue like they used to.

 

Thankful Morning In My Studio

It’s that glow,
the indescribable golden colour
dancing in small holes of wood stove door
like sunrise through peepholes
and the harmony of crackling wood
with rain drops on the metal roof
makes me sigh
almost bursts my heart with thankfulness.
I am here, in my happy place
I am thankful
I am.

©2018 Sharron R. McMillan