Boo.....

 

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                                                        ENTER...if you dare..
 

                                               
                                       The BOO hour has arrived at the HILLTOP...
 

                                                      its going to get creepy....
 

                                                          You are being watched....
 

                           
                                    Strange creatures have entered the Hilltop forest...
 

....better follow the sign....to my house........
 

         
                Because you don't know what's hanging over your head....NOOO...don't look up...

                                             you don't know if its something naughty...

 

Or something nice in disguise..

 

                                                       
                                                             But whatever you do..

 

So you can find your way out...

 

 

Happy Halloween..Booooooooo....

 

 

When October goes...

It is  time to harvest..and we turn the clocks...

 "In spring when maple buds are red,
  We turn the clock an hour ahead;
   Which means, each April that arrives,
  We lose an hour out of our lives.

 Who cares?
  When autumn birds in flocks
  Fly southward, back we turn the clocks,
   And so regain a lovely thing
   That missing hour we lost in spring."


- Phyllis McGinley, Daylight Savings Time

......................................................... live in the moment my dear reader and friend..live in the NOW....and forever..

IIIIIIIIIIIts Monday..

And it will be blustery..but don't let it stop you.......

 

............................................from doing your thing..!

Stay warm..stay happy..be safe...

Music of words....a poem

       i carry your heart with me

     i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
     my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
      i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done
       by only me is your doing,my darling)
                  i fear
   no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
    no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it's you  whatever a moon has always meant
    and whatever a sun will always sing is you

   here is the deepest secret nobody knows
   (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
    and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
    higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
     and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

     i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)


                                            E.E. Cummings.

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There is this itsy bitsy song...

And I heard it about a hundred times in the last few hours..isn't that great..lovemygranddaughter!

I'm sure when she grows up she will find her Spiderman...Lots of amazing webs and spiders at the Hilltop...

“The artist is a receptacle for the emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web.”

  Pablo Picasso

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                                                       We are getting close to Halloween..!

To the waters and the wild...

                                      I'm out....together with my daughter and granddaughter...
                                                         I'm sure we will find adventure..
 

                ... In a puddle...

                                              because its like my very brave daughter said

 

 Pirate music for SIEN..:)

Drift...

                                                        The leaves fall patiently
                                                           Nothing remembers or grieves
                                                              The river takes to the sea
                                                                 The yellow drift of leaves."

- Sara Teasdale

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IIIIIIIIIts Monday..

                                                            I made you breakfast....

..Start slow....its a good day....xoxo.

The Hours of this day..

                                                  O hushed October morning mild,
                                                  Begin the hours of this day slow,
                                                  Make the day seem to us less brief...
                                                  Retard the sun with gentle mist;
                                                  Enchant the land with amethyst...
~Robert Frost

                          
                              Wishing you a lovely weekend..let the Autumn spirit guide you..!



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Art-Autumn-Stanilaus Soutten Longley.

Lonely sounds....

                                                  ...can be heard in an autumnal forest....
                                                               the bare trees echo..
 

                                                       
                                                       ..  the poem of a crow.....

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                            There is a bird who by his coat,
                                         And by the hoarseness of his note,
                                                              Might be supposed a crow.”
  William Cowper


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Transported...

 

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Reading............



...........................................and isn't this season perfect to do so....................................................

..................................... Can transport you in an instant to magical places.............................
 

..............................................Where it is safe...to get lost in wonder.....................................

.................................................Together with the brave.............................................................

 

.........................................And where you can wander as long as you like.....................................

 

.. and play hide and seek...

 

..................................................Feel free to visit The Hilltop Library.......................................
lots of books for you to choose....I am sure the little ones will help you...







pict. 2-Howard Pyle pict. 4-William Bell Scott. pict. 5-Beatrice Goldsmith.

Encounter..

There ought to be a way to combine "autumn" and "morning" into one word, the combination of the two is special enough to be its own entity...

~Terri Guillemets

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IIIIIIIIIIIIts Monday...

Rain...check...wind..check...leaves..check..crispy air..check..misty morning..check..YES!!! I"m at the right place at the right time..

What ever you do today...where ever you go...don"t step om me..!!!!!
Pay attention to the little things..they can get you through your day!

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October shower on the Hilltop..

..........................................................We are having so much fun....

 

Autumn magic...

Ouside the Autumn wind is having a ball with the autumn leaves...

Inside...I am sending you an autumnal post...

Wishing you a magical autumn weekend...(I am starting my hibernation early, like the dormouse. He starts in October !) Stay warm and stay happy...xoxo

This is just the beginning...

......said the Autumn wind....and I don't want you to miss it...Come on...lets swirl,whirl and stir things up......

On the Hilltop the wind is changing....we are ready.

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"I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers...

October was a beautiful month at Green Gables, when the birches in the hollow turned as golden as sunshine and the maples behind the orchard were royal crimson and the wild cherry trees along the lane put on the loveliest shades of dark red and bronzy green, while the fields sunned themselves in the aftermaths. Anne reveled in the world of color about her.... "I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it?..."

~Lucy Maud Montgomery ..........................................................

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIts Monday.........

Now you see me..............................
 

.....................................................Now you don't.....


Monday can't find me .....
Go on,don't be silly.....be brave...hiding doesn't help...this what we are going to do....dust yourself off...pick yourself up..and attack that crazy Monday..!!!!
 

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A friend of the Family

He was there to happily greet you when you came home from a hard days work. He was there when you were sad... he didn't ask stupid questions..He just understood..He was there to comfort you..He brought you presents on the most unexpected moments...he liked to sit with you and stare in to infinity...no words needed...he had a big ego..macho like...He was a gentle soul with great courage..and I am so proud to call him my friend...Yesterday he suddenly left this planet..and now we are sad..he was our best friend..and will be for ever..and ever..

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A tribute to the greatest cat ever...until we meet again..

This is the time..

To go and search for fairy folk...

Because you can find them very busy..












Harvesting...

And going to market in the hedgerows..

When the work is done..you can see little lights dance in the undergrowth..

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And you will be kindly invited to listen to a fairy's song and tale...

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