Warmth. I find I crave it. Every day of the year, but especially in the fall. ( I know it's NOT fall yet, but yikes it really feels like it now...)
I look for warmth everywhere and in everything.......
from people's faces, the looks and the expressions they imbue. I seek warmth.
I hang sweaters on chairs,many sweaters, many chairs. I let their warmth fill me, then I dispose of them until the chill finds it's way back.
I find I embrace tea again, in the warm summer months I don't drink a lot of tea.
Black coffee always; but tea warms, it nourishes, it feels.
I make salsa baby, I LOVE fresh salsa. I LOVE how it smells and I find the whole mess to be rather therapeutic. I love tasting and the verdict from family....
Yum, says my youngest " this is good, bland, but in a good way." Whatever, I am not offended I merely laugh, and think maybe she wanted to use the word bland, and maybe it really is bland, either way I know it will be eaten and I can always spice it up with a little hot sauce when I serve it!!
There is days of clear blue sky. Perfect days to visit a fall fair, like we did recently. Perfect days to bask in warmth of community and festivities.
Warmth blooms here with canas, zinnias and sunflowers. The blooms rejuvenate and invigorate and I love how their beauty is not diminished by the threat of fall's chill,
rather it is enhanced by nature's elements making them strong and vibrant.
love each other with a warm love...
that comes from the heart. 1 peter 1:22.
(all images heart and hearth)