Nature’s Decorating For Halloween. πŸŽƒ

The leaves turned.

Spiders are spinning decor.

Nature’s Halloween.

It’s absolutely gorgeous when the dew and fog mix with sunrise. Look at these webs!


It warmed up on this day exposing a lot of spider string, or travel webs.

It was like dodging laser beams to get to the jewels. Except I was only walking to the bus stop to pick up kids. Same difference, really. 

Although I have no idea what it’s like to walk through a laser beam, I get to walk through webs a lot this time of year. Between the outdoor webs, and the wolf spiders who keep try to convince me to let them winter in the house, it’s a bit ridiculous. Yet I would much rather have the spiders, then be overrun by whatever they’re eating. 😬 Side note, the wolf spiders do go back outside, usually in a jar ride to the deck. They still have not convinced me to let them stay. πŸ•·

May nature help you decorate this fall! If you’d like, that is. πŸπŸŽƒ

May you dodge webs like a ninja. πŸ˜† πŸ•ΈπŸ•·

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie



Seems the door of winter cracked open

freezing the dew overnight.

I must confess, it’s quite pretty.

A welcome sight among the colored leaves

like drizzled, dusted, sugar coated confections

for the eyes to feast.

Even better when the weather is forecasted to be warmer 

throughout the week. Enjoy the beauty before it melts

creating more beauty as the leaves fall silently to the ground

like confetti tossed around. Messy as glitter during a child’s crafting.

But oh so beautiful in the same way. Ah,

the complexities of it all. Simply makes it glorious today.


Frosty And Frozen

Skipping out the door.

Gloves and hats galore.

Is it time for Christmas? They, emplore.

No, it’s still fall, 

autumn to you all.

Oh, then why so frosty, y’all?

Because it happens at times.

The world freezes over in rhymes.

It becomes something sublime.

Perfect for hot chocolate,

And excuses for bring late.

Not very useful. But wait!

Maybe we could celebrate.

You missed the rhyming scheme.

Well, excuse me.

What’s one extra line?

It’ll be fine.

You’ll see in time.

Okay, but what about the frozen, frosty autumn?

Yes! I think I slipped and forgotten.

Maybe we could start over?

If we must. I’d rather have a warm turnover,

and more hot chocolate.

You coming with?


Haiku. Bless You. πŸ˜‰

Forest stream flowing

upon the brook rocks glowing

weave natures sowing

😬 Never really sure about haiku. Maybe it is the whole structure thing? They do give the brain a work out. πŸ™‚

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie


Hello, There.

She spoke in simple words.

Greeting all who heard.

Opening the doors.

Wondering if there was more.

More open moments.

More conversations that moved.

More silly laughter.

More exploring, too.

In that wondering she found,

a breath of love all around.

She saw it in the simple things.

The trees and birds.

The angel wings.

So wondering became her thing.

Wonder what she does today?


I Must Confess…

I have a distraction.

It gets in they way.

Poetry and rhymes.

Follow me all day.

Bad puns float on their heals.

Corny jokes pop along, too.

What should I do with all of this?

Write a blog, or two?


It is like opening a can of worms. Start writing, you will see. The bug bites hard, and it is really quite difficult to break away.

Now, the corny jokes and bad puns are always with me. It’s a quirky part of my personality, along with the funky socks and brightly colored clothes. I just cannot help, but be me.

An example of a corny joke I said recently… A bit of background first, the door to the barn blew open and the sheep went in. They are not allowed in this part if the barn as they will eat all, or most of, the hay, and make a mess of things. Anyway, upon hearing that they were in the barn, I say, “Did they look sheepish?” πŸ˜†

I’m still laughing about it, but I seem to be the only one amused. Atleast, in my house. πŸ˜†

So here I am writing because what else would I do? Write it all in a journal and not share it with all of you.

Some might say the journal is a better option. I say stop following. πŸ˜‰ As I rather enjoy sharing my poems and writings with the world.

Hope they bring much joy and light to all who truly appreciate them.

Thank you to those of you who take the time to like and comment. I truly appreciate all of you. I also appreciate those who read and silently like, so keep doing your thing, too. 

Love and blessings, πŸ’• Carrie