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"
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Mom wrote a letter to my grandma on the inside of it. It said that she was glad her Mother had come down to be with her for my birth. She was 25 yrs old and she had a frightening miscarriage the year before, so having her Mom with her must have been a huge comfort. She wrote..," I was so glad that you were down here with me at the one time in my life when I needed you most; you and your prayers; you and Lyle, the two people closest to my heart. Thanks Mama." and, " How we love her and how we thank God for her." I always felt that love.
Napa. The room was green and had lovely full length pale green lace curtains. This was were my Mom lived after her daddy died and where my Grandma was born. My aunt lived there all her live and I spent many summers there. When I was old enough to sleep by myself I slept in the green room and before my aunt tucked me in she would tell me that this little girl in the picture was me and that I could sing to the robin before I went to sleep and the robin would protect me all night long. It worked. I was never afraid sleeping in the big bed in that room. I would just look at the picture and fall asleep. Now the little picture hangs in my guest room and when my grand babies come to visit, and stay over night, I will tell them the robin story too. It's a magic old picture and will be passed on to another generation someday.
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