A Late Autumn Walk

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These pictures were taken two years ago, but then got buried in my drafts when I had a bad case of writer’s block and no inspiration.

It was around Thanksgiving 2016. My mom was in Europe with her sister. There wasn’t much to do, so we took a walk.

I don’t have any pictures from that Thanksgiving day, but these pictures remind me of it.

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Thanksgiving is always weird. All of my family lives far away and almost we never spend it with them. On this particular Thanksgiving after we got back from my in-laws house, we went to Waffle House with my sister and then played Minecraft.   That was pretty funny.

Visiting Family in Holy Sepulchre Cemetery

During my trip to Michigan, I wanted to visit the cemeteries of my relatives. Luckily I unknowingly chose a hotel right in between two main cemeteries where my relatives laid. Unlike the the Southfield Cemetery, the Holy Sepulchre Catholic cemetery was massive and easy to get lost in.

It was an icy November day, and we wandered around the vast place, looking for our family members.  My mom was relying on her memories of running around here when she was little. Her grandparents were caretakers of this place!

This unique group of trees caught our eye and we wandered over. It was the right area!

Someone had placed wreaths at the graves, we wondered who that could have been.

My great great grandfather, who came to Detroit from Austria and worked as a grave-digger in this cemetery.

I’ve always liked wandering around in cemeteries.  There’s something really peaceful about them.  It was even more special to visit a cemetery where my family members were buried. Most of them I’d never met, but had heard plenty of stories about. Others I have some vague memories of, so I was glad to get to visit their graves.

Under the Blue Ridge Parkway

Driving along the Blue Ridge Parkway, we discovered a trail during a stop at an overlook.  The trail weaved through and around giant boulders, and followed the path of the Blue Ridge Parkway, underneath the busy scenic road.

This stretch of the Blue Ridge Parkway road is the Linn Cove Viaduct, which wraps around the base of grandfather mountain and was the final piece of the parkway to be completed. The viaduct structure was needed to avoid cutting into the rocky base of the mountain and disturbing the natural habit.

One of the things I love most about exploring the mountains, are the interesting places we stumble upon, like this trail we never knew existed.  I can’t wait to go back and follow the trail further.

Night of the Witch

The summer heat is finally gone. The days have gotten colder, and the night comes a little sooner now. Leaves have started changing colors and falling to the ground. Everything feels a little spookier. I love this time of year.

Two years ago I spent most of September and October sewing this Halloween dress.  I don’t really remember what gave me the ambitious idea to make such a thing, but it was a fun project to work on during the colder autumn evenings. I ended up not even using a pattern, because it seems I have a hard time sticking to directions when it comes to projects. So my Halloween dress has some strangely sewn areas, but that’s OK since I looked like I just rose from the dead!

When I put on this dress, I just want to run around in the spooky dark Halloween Night.

Old Salem Evening

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**Part of my collection of poor pictures that have been stuck in my drafts for a year or more as a result of my uninspired period**

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It’s always fun to wander around Old Salem, but it just seems to become the most exciting in the fall.

As the cool days just start to turn into icy cold nights, and the leaves have turned colors and are beginning to fall from the trees.

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I find a way to love all of the seasons, but this one is always my favorite.

The BIG Hike


When planning a trip to explore the mountains, I wanted to include a hike; one we hadn’t been on before. On a quick search I found a trail to the top of Hawksbill Mountain. It was labeled as moderate, 2.2 miles round trip, with 360 views of the mountain range. That was the one!

During the drive up the the mountains, I spotted the mountain peak that this trail led to.  It stood out high among the mountain range.  It was going to be a big hike!

We traveled along the curvy mountain roads and before we knew it, the pavement ended and we were left with a road of dirt, barely enough for two cars to pass.  One side was against the mountain, the other side a steep drop through the trees. This hike was already seeming to be intense, and we were still in the car. 

Were we up for it?  I hope so, because no turning back now!

Eventually we saw the small entrance to the trail and parked precariously on the edge of the dirt road. The mountain top towered above us.  

Soon we would be on top. If we could make it!


The hike started off simple enough, a narrow cleared path through the trees with a small incline. The sunlight trickled through the autumn colored trees.

 But as we ventured on, the incline became steeper and steeper.



Every so often there would be a break in the trees. A glimpse of how high we were.










The hiking guide said the trail would become steep towards the end, so every time the incline increased I thought “We must be nearly there!!”

But on we hiked. 

Until we were scaling over rocks, almost straight up!

It was supposed to  be about 1 mile to the top. But had I read that right?  I second guessed myself as we climbed the rocks, almost completely out of breath. 





But soon enough, the ground began to level out and we found ourselves at the top, overlooking the vast Blue Ridge mountain range and the valleys below. 


The big hike was a success!  We spent quite a long time at the top, taking in the views.  

The hike back down was so easy, in fact, we were so pumped from the hike up there that we ran all the way down the mountain.  It took us over an hour to get up, but less than half an hour to race back down!

Now I am looking forward to even more big hikes!

Chester and the Falling Leavs


Fall is Chester’s Favorite time of year.

He sits in the windows all day, watching the leaves fall. Batting at the ones that fly close.


He runs through the house, to different windows, getting the best view of the falling leaves.