Under October's spell



"There is a path that leads to nowhere...

there is a path that leads everywhere...

I follow the path...

and the path follows me..."

Hello dear friends, it's been a while since I last wrote. I am so behind in catching up with everything!  I note that I am becoming more and more impulsive and very prone to let my thoughts meander. Dust bunnies are taking possession and multiplying in many corners of our house and yet here I am, totally lost in my own world!

The days are absolutely too fantastic. It would be a shame to waste them only to perform such banal tasks. The way I see it, no matter what, the dust will wait until I am ready. Don't you agree?

Our beloved country place will be closed in exactly two weeks. I have chosen the paint colors for the walls and have decided on the type of floors (it will seem very long till April gets here!) In the meantime, I have added a lamp I found at a local thrift shop and embellished with a beaded fringe for that romantic gipsy look I love so much.

From the moment we found the place I envisioned "the" lamp for the dining area. After a non-fruitful long search on the internet I found it by pure chance in a delightful shop located in Montclair. It was their last one and it was on sale!



 Meals really do taste so much better under the many colored "gems" that sparkle lending a touch of magic and romance...



Busy decorating with lamps and dealing with poor Abby's ear infection (don't have a clue as to how and where she got it!) but now that she is much better (don't let the puppy eyes fool you :0)





I have been able to find time to play. The lonely country roads covered with golden, crunchy leaves are full of treasures waiting to be discovered... I put on my best hat and set out to find them...



There is something about wearing a hat with a veil, I am suddenly a woman of mystery, in tune with everything around...



Wrapped within a cozy shawl... the witch inside me wakes up slowly...



I play with the fire and wish for good things...

Halloween has come early to the Purple Caravan, I dance and play with the Moon...

After the day breaks, the "witch" inside me goes to sleep, and for now it's just good old me, Abby, and this amazing sunshine...

 May all your leaves be golden and may all your dreams come true ...