On This the Eve of Halloween

This year, Mr. LaVeaux and I will be having a very low key Halloween. At sunset on Halloween, we’ll be cutting a pumpkin and making our first jack-o-lantern in many years, burning a candle and breathing prayers under the night sky, drinking beer and thinking about those who have gone on before us.

The changing season, oncoming cold weather, falling leaves…all of autumn makes me reflect upon the reality of death and our human mortality. And not in a negative, fearful way, either. Watching the Earth as she rolls toward slumber puts me in touch with what is real. It kind of makes the thought of death feel less scary. After all, it is just the final turn of the wheel of time, a wheel we were born to ride to the end.

Halloween, that season where the veil is thinnest, hearkens us to look within ourselves at the core of what makes us human. What makes us Earthlings. As from the Earth we sprung forth, and to the Earth we shall return.

And at the heart of this realization is a beauty so sublime, it can make a soul weep with joy.

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Hot Tea on a Cold Day

Sometimes there is nothing more refreshing than a piping hot cup of tea on a brisk, cold day.

Tea takes me to other places in my mind, places I’ve never been, places I dream about and conjure in the vast regions of my imagination.

What is it like to stand inside the Taj Mahal? Does it smell sweetly of spice?

What would it be like to walk along the River Thames in London, a mug of Earl Grey tea warming my hands?

I take a sip of my cinnamon tea on this first truly cold day of the autumn and breathe in this season of Halloween.


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September…the herald of things to come

For those of us in the northern hemisphere who have suffered from a terribly hot summer, the first day of September brings with it the hope for a cooler tomorrow. While here in the Southeastern US we are still dealing with the heat (and a tropical storm to boot), we know that autumn is on its way.

When the autumnal equinox hits here in Georgia, the only transitional experience we have is the tilt of the sun on the horizon. The heavenly shadows created as the sun moves further south in the sky gives us a reason to pause and reflect. Sad that summer is coming to an end, we rejoice in the cooler and less humid days that are rapidly approaching.

September is the herald of things to come. Good things. May September bring with it a beautiful autumnal season for my fellow readers north of the equator, and a beautiful spring season to those south of it.

Welcome September

Ahh, September. The not-quite-cool month of the autumnal equinox.

September, I love you.

What a hot, hot summer we had down here in the South. Fall cannot get here soon enough for me, though in my corner of Georgia it doesn’t really begin to cool down and dry out until early November.


The way the shadows fall at a steeper angle as the sun makes its way toward the western horizon.

The way the air feels a bit crisper, even though the thermometer screams SUMMER!

September, you will always be my favorite month of the year.

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Yarn: a sure sign of fall

Yesterday, Mr. LaVeaux and I were out on the deck enjoying a brisk afternoon complete with a cloudless, expansive blue sky.  The breeze was crisp, there was low humidity, and while reveling in the first taste of fall my thoughts turned toward yarn.

Anyone who knows me knows how much I like to make things with my hands.  It’s a passion (more…)

The autumnal equinox

Today marks the first day of fall, and I couldn’t be happier. The weather here in my part of Georgia is cool and overcast. Just a perfect day for lying in bed, reading and relaxing.

May each of you have a colorful autumn, and may the weather gods smile upon the Southeast and grant us drier air in the coming weeks. 🙂

My thoughts turn to fall – and all good things for everyone on Earth

September is one of my favorite months, mostly because it signals the end of summer and the promise of cooler, crisper days ahead. Nothing sounds nicer to someone living in the Southeastern United States than a weather forecast of 70 degrees and low humidity.

Bring it on!

This summer was a whirlwind. Heck, this entire year has been one big blur. I can’t really recall anything outstanding that’s happened this year, with the exception of my completing the second draft of my first novel last week. Now that I’m done with this phase of writing, I can breathe in the coming change of season and finish the final edit. (more…)