Thursday, November 3, 2011


Winter winds are reaching their icy hands and crawling into my room upstairs. Winds are carrying secrets; with them, thousand crimson yellow orange leaves swirl and twirl around everywhere… it’s pure enchantment.

The garden has been put to sleep for another season. Bushes have been pruned, annuals discarded and clay pots have been brought in. October’s brilliant warming sunlight has faded away and the November days are gray and chilly for the most part. Nebulous winter mornings have cloaked the valley and there’s this mysterious feeling to the garden—a lonesomeness that repels and fascinates at the same time… Every season has its own appeal; its own magic to bequest.

October and November bring magic to the home. The feeling of warmth and home. The familiar ambience; opaque and hushed in the wee hours of early morning. A hot cup of coffee in the russet garden. Pumpkin bread and spices. Reading (hubby) Writing (me). Peace. Love. Children and grandchildren. Life is a gift. Every minute of it.

A few of the last summer roses are still in their vases around the house…

This is how my dining table has looked for the last week and a half… I found this small white vase at a thrift store and decided I should keep it. It’s now part of my growing collection of white vases. I love it!

After I gave it a good wash I filled it up with the last of the Trumpeter roses. Love the contrast between the deep red and pure white… The roses are still looking so pretty.

The climate here in our valley is so dry all year around, that roses seem to last forever... I usually just leave them sitting in their water, in their container and they dry perfectly. No need for hair sprays or a few days in a dark room to dry either. They would slowly dry and still retain their vivid colors and forms.

Light possess such enchanting quality this time of year… it is a different light; muted, and dappled in this vagueness and mystery that I just love. I love how it plays games with shadows on my big square dining table.

Do you love your home? Ah yes, "there's no place more delightful than one's own fireside" (Cisero)


  1. I just love how you write....I can feel the cold creeping in, but love the beautiful roses you have. Thanks for sharing. You make me enjoy the season more.

  2. Right now I am at odds with our home. The yard needs tending and the house is a mess.

    This weekend we will be refinishing our wood floors in three rooms and while hubby does that I will be tending to a much needed yard care.

  3. So lovely Cielo! Chilly and damp here, buy visiting your beautiful home fills me with warmth and good feelings.
    Thank you for sharing xoxo ~m.

  4. Hy - I just love your writing! It sounds so magical to me -
    You speak me from my soul!a
    And your roses are really beautiful.
    Enjoy your cosy weekend, hugs Barbara

  5. Cielo, thank you so much again for your visit. What a marvelous place you have created here! I'm delighted to connect up with you, thanks to dear Maria Cecília!

    best wishes,


  6. Your roses are beautiful and the way you have written your post is just lovely. I can feel the turn of the season!!

  7. The November chill is here at our home too and I find myself cozying up by the fire. Your red roses look so lovely in the white vase. What a beautiful home you have.

  8. Oh how beautiful the red roses are in the white pitcher! You lucky girl! My roses have been bit by frost and have left me until next year. I'm really visiting with the Witchy Tea party - fancy fairy friends your had there... May blessing rain down on your pretty cottage! ~EMD

  9. just found your blog today and when I saw the Believe button, I knew I had to follow you.


  10. Cielo,
    The red roses against the white pitcher are stunning. Beautiful color.
    This is a wonderful time of year that truly brings out the nesting instinct! And like you, I do indeed love my home and keeping it for my family. What a joy it is!

  11. Bonito post con las bellas imágenes de las rosas, a mi me encantan,las de color naranja o blancas.
    Un abrazo!


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