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As a child, it was one of my greatest delights to visit my grandparents in the spring when the whip-poor-wills began to call. Grandma and Grandpa lived in a remote valley of the Ozark Mountains where there were trees a plenty, and, seemingly, a whip-poor-will, or two, in each one.
My grandmother insisted that a whip-poor-will's call was not "whip-poor-will," but instead, "chip-butter-white-oak." I would listen really hard trying to hear it exactly as she said it was, but all I could hear was "whip-poor-will, whip-poor-will,..." But, I never let on to her.
I remember my grandpa watching and listening, with an amused look on his face, to one of these listening sessions. Shortly after that he began to call me, just for fun, "Chip Butter." It is a name I am proud to wear for I still love to hear that long, lonesome call on a warm summer's eve. And, sometimes, when I listen really, really hard, it seems I can hear quite clearly, "chip-butter-white-oak, chip-butter-white-oak..."


Monday, November 6, 2017

Live Each Season...






Live each season as it passes.
Breathe the air, drink the drink,
Taste the fruit and resign yourself to the influences of each.

~Henry David Thoreau








And, oh so gladly, that's just what we are doing!  




11 comments:

  1. it is nice to see our thoughts put into words. So often we do not stop to appreciate our surroundings, enjoy the beautiful weather, enjoy the people we live with. Time passes so fast. I am enjoying your pictures and insite into what we should all be doing to get the most out of our time here.

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  2. Gorgeous photos. You're area is certainly full of vibrant colors.
    Millie is beauty. Your photo of her, framed by the woodlands, is amazing. I think it would be pretty framed and hung on your wall.

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  3. I wish Autumn would have lasted with the beautiful colors just a bit longer here. Everything is white and oh so cold here.

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  4. I can almost smell the damp earth as Millie explores among the leaves! It's always so breathtaking when the season changes to fall. Bursts of colors, smells and busy critters hording food away for the winter. Ahhh

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  5. Your place is special and I'm sure you're enjoying your daily walks.

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  6. Lovely photos, - we had a surprisingly early snowfall before the garden got bedded down and the summer furniture put away, but after a few days of snow and slush a sunny day took it all away.

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  7. Yep. It sure must be a hardship, living each season in that place you call home. :~P So glad you have it, and that you enjoy it!

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  8. Lovely post and photos!
    Wishing you a blessed and happy Thanksgiving!

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  9. A motto for Life, in those few words.

    Luna Crone

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