It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"

Saturday, June 20, 2009

A Different Kind of Day


Yesterday I made some strawberry jam....

...and I thought about all the good things in my life.

...and in the evening I went for a walk and had a good cry. Sometimes things are not right and you know why, but you don't know how to make it better. Sometimes life is sweet and bitter at the same time...., and you end up making Jam instead of facing the sadness.
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6 comments:

susanc said...

I hope that your sadness dissipates soon. I know the jam must be delicious. That is a very pretty photo of the winding road. I love your photo collages - those are really nifty!

Becky said...

(((hugs))) & prayers.

PS. I love the look on Carlton's face in the collage. The squinty eyes and the ahhhhhh moment.

Madeline's Album said...

I hope your sadness soon turns to gladness, Connie. I love the picture of the winding road. God bless you and have a good evening. Madeline

Laura ~Peach~ said...

hugsssss

Karen Deborah said...

yeah I know how you feel, and sometimes the only thing that makes it better is a good cry. And then eat the jam.

Jo said...

I know that feeling all too well my special friend. I don't make jam though I listen to music in the hopes that it will drown out the sadness. Hugs and prayers coming atcha.