Leaves of gold, amber and rusty red
are drifting in the wind.....
Falling, falling.....
it's time to escape...
Get away from it all.
Seek rest, peace and tranquility.
A remote place, hidden from the world...
The island cottage is closed.
As I drove North, into the rural Alabama countryside,
the landscape started to change.
The gentle rolling hills glowed in brillent autumn color
and the air felt different.
When at the country house,
you can almost feel the quiet.
Breathe...
The air seems pure and intoxicating.
Today it is cold, damp and gray.
The perfect setting for a fire and beautiful lamps with an amber glow.
Such is the charm of the rural countryside.
It feels enchanting.
I love the feeling of driving through the gates
and closing out the world.
Flannel-clad, I love sipping hot tea or hot mulled wine
while sitting on the porch
watching the fog roll in over the pastures.
Is that a distant murmur of a quail?
With the fireplace blazing away,
the night has arrived,
casting a misty golden glow into the grayness of this perfect fall day.
Blessings
*****Yaya*****