Saturday, November 10, 2018

A House, In November

Wednesday, there are wind chimes in the Asian pear tree.

Thursday, a woodpecker visits the white walnut.
We watch the woodpecker; hear the chimes.

Saturday, it snows on the red leaves of the Asian pear tree.
Sunday, the woodpecker finds the feeder empty, and the chair.
Tuesday, the walk is thick with red on white--the chimes are silver.



17 comments:

Kerry O'Connor said...

I love how you describe the cold creeping over the garden by degrees.

Kim Russell said...

I enjoyed this week with you, Shay, and the sights and sounds you share in it, watching the woodpecker and listening to the chimes - and the stealthy snow.

brudberg said...

Love how November moves slowly... it feels so restful i almost long for the snow...

Toni Spencer said...

This is gorgeous Shay. And dare I say it, almost a haiku-like sensitivity to it. This is an amazing cherita.

Vicki Rogers said...

Beautiful, loved your story. This made want to be there.

Helen said...

Ah, yes ... the changing of the guard. November in all her mystery and dare I say beauty.

Cloudia said...

Thank you

willow_switches: Pat said...

Well done!subtle and soft, but still with just a slight edge and bite - November's rains, winds and cold blowing, when you least expect it.

Marian said...

Beautiful. Big sigh.

Anmol (HA) said...

Oh, this is beautiful — every image clear in its vision and capturing the month and the season through a nature-binding experience. I love the actions of the woodpecker and of course the wind chimes.

Susie Clevenger said...

Change, there is no stopping it. I like how you expressed November's transition not only in nature but also in mood.

Vivian Zems said...

Love this, Shay....the changing scenery read like photographs.

Margaret said...

November is a fierce lover. She strips everything to its essence - and I DO adore the silhouette of the trees, especially the old ones. And for a short while, all that color on the ground beneath the trees is gorgeous... And the birds (many of them) leave as well... Gorgeously penned

grapeling said...

lovely ~

Sara McNulty said...

Creepy old November. What a drag.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love it...the birds, the chimes, the trees, the colours. Beautiful.

Unknown said...

This was wonderfully written. The transition to Winter...