Where the grasses blow

If there must be wind, let there also be long grasses that make play of it.


Friday, October 21, 2011


Choose, very carefully, those who will surround you in life's journey, should you find yourself completely content and happy, enjoy your choices, if not, give yourself freedom to choose again, and be very careful with whom you choose.


~~~~ Shawn Rocco

Monday, October 10, 2011

We're starting this winter off in a strange manner --- the snow came before the fall colors settled into the trees. This week it's supposed to get warm again, almost like Summer rather than Fall. I want to ski, but I want the season to come after Thanksgiving. If only I were able to control the weather. [ sigh ]It's very pretty, snow in green Aspens, but it's just wrong in every sense.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

He said I had to drop everything, get my Mother, then drive to Brighton. He's usually right. [ smiling ]
 Believe me, the colors were more amazing than what I've given you.
Silver Lake is home to a resident moose. We saw her make an attempt to come into the lake but she balked when she saw the people who wanted to take her picture.
It wont be long until snow blankets this beautiful little setting. No matter the season, Brighton is a beautiful little secret of ours.
Next time he wants me to get up and go --- I'll jump at the chance.
The three of us at Silver Lake.

You'll never plow a field by turning it over in your mind.
~~~ Irish Proverb