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Sunday Reflections…

52 degrees this morning! We are 2 days from the Autumnal Equinox and it feels like an October morning 🍁 I’m just going to sit here and enjoy this feeling and get my mind to switch gears… Fall is here! 

The sun is rising on a new season. I’m putting away my summer thoughts and taking on Fall…



“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love—that makes life and nature harmonize.”

 ~ George Eliot 


Have a wonderful Sunday and a beautiful week ahead! 🌞


Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

Rainy night followed by a misty morning. I’m starting to accept that Summer is on the way out… In just a little over a week is the autumnal equinox, and Fall will be officially here… 

Soon the equinox and the Harvest Moon 🌝
Fall is upon us. 🍁🎃

“The leaves of brown came tumblin’ down, remember
In September in the rain
The sun went out just like a dying ember
That September in the rain.
To every word of love I heard you whisper
The raindrops seemed to play a sweet refrain.”
–  September in the Rain

Have a great Sunday Morning 🌞


  Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

Taking the time to smell the roses 🌹 and to watch the sunrises and sunsets is so important! It’s Labor Day weekend… The Summer seasons last big hurrah! Time to enter Fall… Does it seem like we should be here already? Wow! Summer has passed by like a sunset… 

Believe it or not, my dog loves watching the sunset with us. Maybe it’s because we are watching and paying attention to the setting sun ☀️ but he sure seems to love  it too ❤️

“It was sunsets that taught me that beauty sometimes only lasts for a couple of moments, and it was sunrises that showed me that all it takes is patience to experience it all over again.” — A.J. Lawless

Have a great Sunday!!

 

   ~ Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

Sunday Morning Breakfast 🥞 🍳 🥚 It’s an institution at our house 😊 I am the short order cook taking orders… And that’s fine with me ❤️

It’s important to start the day with a smile 😊

Fried eggs, pancakes 🥞, omelettes, scrambled eggs, Maple syrup, blueberry syrup with whipped cream, you name it, I’ll fix it 😎

“When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,” said Piglet at last, “what’s the first thing you say to yourself?”

“What’s for breakfast?” said Pooh. “What do you say, Piglet?”

“I say, I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today?” said Piglet.

Pooh nodded thoughtfully. “It’s the same thing,” he said.
   ~ A.A. Milne


Have a Blessed Day 🙏🏻


 Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

The weather has been so nice! Cool Sunday mornings in August mean ‘get out and look around’! Everything’s so lush, the butterfly‘s 🦋 are everywhere, the dry flies are buzzing… Late Summer in Tennessee ❤️

Such a beautiful day to get out and ‘Feel’ late Summer! Fall will be here before we know it… I’m gonna try to get all the Summer I can till it’s gone 😊





Heat still sizzles in the fields
In August summer still yields
The sun shines to no regret
Wind sauntering ’til sunset

‘though heat is being cool off by the rain
Preserving flowers, and meadow – green
But summer still taking what it brings
The August incense with fugacious wings

Bounty blooms, butterflies, bees are insane
Birds, crickets sing and the night listens
Summer’s sky, bright burst so clear
It’s the late August in summer’s fair

Summer in August still in standby
Sooner balmy weather is coming by
The hot temper will bicker with cool air
With soothing breeze here comes September

   ~ Ency Bearis


Have a great Sunday!

 

 Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

Sipping coffee looking at the water, trying to enjoy every moment of Summertime. It’s here & its gone… This is one of my favorite old Summer songs by one of the best flat top pickers that ever picked up a guitar 🎸 

Summertime and the living’ is easy…



“Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy’s rich
And your mama’s good lookin’
So hush little baby now
don’t you cry

One of these mornin’s
You’re gonna rise up singin’
Then you’ll spread your wings
And take to the sky

But til that mornin’
Ain’t nothin’ can harm you
With your daddy
And your mammy
standin’ by.”

   ~ George Gershwin & Dubose Heyward

Enjoy your Summer Sunday 🌞

Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

What a beautiful morning! The reward for a long week of playing catch up… the water is smooth, the wind is light and breakfast at the Marina calls… This is heaven for these dogs… They deserve it As well 😊 

It’s nice to have the whole bunch out on the River on a Sunday Morning! To the dogs it means one thing – Bacon 🥓

Y’all have a Great Sunday!!

“When the Man waked up he said, ‘What is Wild Dog doing here?’ And the Woman said, ‘His name is not Wild Dog any more, but the First Friend, because he will be our friend for always and always and always.”

– Rudyard Kipling


  
Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

It has rained on and off all week… I’m not complaining, just stating a fact. We were committed to getting out in the boat regardless last evening. And guess what, we did and it was Beautiful! Mist and fog on the water and coming down out of the hills, and not another soul in sight… Total silence… We had an amazing evening. 

It was a foggy, misty evening on the river, but we had the whole thing to ourselves, so it was pretty special 😊

This morning was a solid fog bank so we stayed in for breakfast 🍳 But the sun is already breaking it up! It’s gonna be a beautiful day 🌞

“Slowly I walked out into the grey
As the dark of night gave way to day
Feeling encased in a world of my own
Yet knowing that I was never alone

The ghostly mist rolled down the hill
While all around was silent and still
No sound from the sheep as I went by
Not a single movement caught my eye

The grass prostrate, weighted with dew
As I enjoyed my solitude with you
Even the birds were still at rest
Yet to stir on the new days quest

How like us all, was this early morn
Each wrapped in our own misty dawn
Seldom thinking beyond our comfort zone
Like the rest of the world is still unknown

Strolling on, I watch the day unfold
Soft golden rays break through, behold
The birds sing out their songs of praise
He gives us sweet late summer days

Beyond the cloud is a bright blue sky
And beyond the blue is Our Lord on High
The mists will clear when you believe
And inner peace you can achieve“

   ~ Sheila 

 

Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

Most travel plans have been put on hold, as I’m sure you are well aware… So for our Anniversary trip, we decided to do it by Boat 🚣‍♀️ Talk about social distancing! Tanning, reading, jamming music, taking photos, and just cruising the boat. Only stopping to take dip or refuel at an available marina. 

What a wonderful way to celebrate an anniversary!



We taken many a road trip as well, but there’s nothing like just floating around on the river for a few days! 

 

“Dark brown is the river.  
  Golden is the sand.  
It flows along for ever,  
  With trees on either hand.  

Green leaves a-floating,
  Castles of the foam,  
Boats of mine a-boating—  
  Where will all come home?  

On goes the river  
  And out past the mill,  
Away down the valley,  
  Away down the hill.  

Away down the river,  
  A hundred miles or more,  
Other little children  
  Shall bring my boats ashore.”

   ~ Robert Louis Stevenson 

 

Mark C. 



Sunday Reflections…

Tending my own garden as the sun comes up on A perfect Sunday morning… It don’t get much better than that 😊 There is something magical and healing in your garden, but you have to spend time there to find it… You have to sweat and toil and you have to sit down within, cool off and relax… Keep it up at all costs! 

One of my places to sit “within my garden” is on my porch garden. All potted annuals and perennials, hanging baskets & vines. It creates a shady little nook with comfortable seating 😊 and a fan to boot. Down the steps on both ends lie my tomatoes, peppers, herbs and more. It’s not a hobby for me. It’s a lifestyle… Have a great Sunday!



“How I love my little garden, where I sit and contemplate.
My perfect piece of paradise inside my garden gate.
Hanging baskets, pretty pots, the flowers are brimming over.
The grass so green, the buttercups, the daisies, and the clover.

Honeysuckle and jasmine giving off its sweet perfume.
Pretty lilies open wide, rose bushes in full bloom.
In summer they stand tall and proud as the buds turn into flowers.
I sit and watch as they all flourish and while away the hours.

I see the little fledglings nesting high up in the trees.
Bees in and out the bushes with their variegated leaves,
Where they gather all the pollen, then soar into the sky.
They’re heading home at speed, returning to the hive.

The melody of the wind chimes as they tinkle in the breeze
Interwoven with gossamer cobwebs, at night the spider weaves.
The sunshine sparkles on the pond where the water lilies grow.
Golden fish and tadpoles swimming safely down below.

It’s all so very peaceful relaxing in the sun
Where the butterflies flutter by having so much fun.
The sun goes down and darkness falls, the moon is big and bold,
Where all that live in the garden have a story to be told.

The little gnomes are watching the pixies and the sprites
Dancing by the wishing well, aglow with fairy lights.
I can sit here contemplating until it’s very late
In this magical piece of paradise, inside my garden gate”

    ~ Susan C Walkinshaw-Kelly

Have a wonderful Sunday! 🙏🏻❤️

 Mark C.