Scribble Picnic. . . . . . . . . .Generous

GENEROUS : Adjective | gen·er·ous 

Marked by abundance or ample proportions

GENEROSITY : the quality or fact of being generous • a person of great generosity • 

a generous act

Such busy weeks! 
Here in the US we spent Thanksgiving Day cooking, eating
and enjoying the usual get togethers with family and friends. We then took 
off for our annual beach weekend which was a wonderful break between 
all the hustle and bustle of two close very together major holidays.
Meanwhile, here at the cottage the outdoor renovations continue on the
 deck, gazebo etc. I really don't know which way is up with workmen 
coming and going daily.
 I'm so far behind leaving comments on friends' lovely blogs and apologize
 for this - hoping to catch up soon.
As we plan to stay home this year I need to start Christmas decorating so 
that really must be addressed. . . . . . . a crawl through the attic is imminent
where "Christmas" is stored is imminent!

Michael's theme GENEROUS is perfect for these weeks ahead preparing
 for Christmas . . . . . . . who doesn't feel the need to be generous and share
what we have and others might need.

For me, NATURE is always sharing and her generosity is amazing.

SCRIBBLE PICNIC should share much today, hope you will stop by
and even consider joining in.

Holidays come so early!

Yes, Christmas decor is already taking over the shops around here - and I'm

 sure it's the same in your area.  Pumpkins and bags of Halloween candy are

 relegated to the sale area, Thanksgiving tableware takes up an aisle, and there

gradually filling many others. . . . . . . . .is Christmas.  Sparkling, shining, draped

and dangling. Colors are the classic red and green, with lots of gold, silver and 

white.

I love these miniature matte white ceramic houses. They were in the

section just inside the entrance of my neighborhood Target - where baskets

 and shelves always hold inexpensive small items for the home, kids,

 and holidays etc.

At $3.99 each I had to have three for the mantel. They have openings

in back to place a votive. I was actually gifted these tea lights on my Birthday

 last week, with a great fragrance they will be perfect to light (carefully) in the 

evenings. 

It's been so warm we haven't even thought about preparing 

the fireplace for use yet. This weekend we'll take the fire screen, tools and 

hearth rug down from the attic and get everything ready for those cold nights

in the not too distant future hopefully. Plenty of wood is stacked in the pile

outside - we are ready for cozy - are you?

This it for me regarding shopping for anything decorative for the holidays

this year,  the reason being. . . . . . . . . . . .watch this space!!!

If I could save time in a bottle……

Yesterday flew by in a fog, as are all the days lately.

I have a lot on my plate at present as we are preparing for a big trip.

The weather has turned hot again, temperatures in the 90's requiring 

dragging the hoses through the garden as the nights are staying very warm also. 

Leaving home always requires attention to so many things, indoors and out. 

I'll be taking a break from here for a couple of days. Tomorrow a very special blog 

friend will be visiting and then Memorial Day will probably be one of those bustling 

holidays where anything can happen, even when plans haven't been firmed up.

Old bottles - Durack Homestead, Kununurra, Western Australia - September 2012

The beautiful lyrics of the late Jim Croce's song

came to mind this morning. 

Time In A Bottle

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty, except for the memory of how
They were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with

Jim Croce 1943-1973