Truly, it is the simple things in life that are the best.
Yesterday, I was wishing I had some bittersweet to decorate with...a little to dress up the pumpkins on the front porch and wrap around the dinner bell post. A few sprigs to tuck alongside the chartreuse hedge apples and leaves I'd added to the old laundry stand by the back door and some to fill the speckled enamelware pail that's in the mudroom.
Those bunches of cheery orange and red berries are just one of the simple things that are oh-so pretty and say "Fall" to me!
So off I went into the woods...surely there must be bittersweet growing somewhere. I walked and walked...
nope.
nothing.
zip.
It was getting cold and the wind was picking up, so back to the house I started. But this time I took a different path, and along the fence I saw a tall blaze of orange and off I went! The closer I got yes, it WAS bittersweet! And tall... probably 15 feet of glorious vines filled to overflowing. So I gathered armfuls and put them in the back of the truck...then I went back and gathered more. Once home, I had a ball wrapping them here and there...as my daughter says, it was something that, "makes my heart happy!"
However; mother nature had a trick up her sleeve. While we slept, freezing rain and ice visited the old farmhouse. School was cancelled (yay!) but a peek outside found all my bittersweet covered in an icy glaze.
But you know, that delicate ice has a beauty all its own. And that's just fine with me. It's a quiet day here...reading, crackling fire, and homemade cocoa.
I am thankful for the simple country pleasures.
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