Every month I do a little recap here of my favorite Instagram posts.
It's a way to look back and reflect on the month just lived.
So, here we go.
The first week of October was the last week of my church's Rector serving as our priest. He's off now to be a bishop, and while I wish him all the best and know that he is exactly the right person for his new Diocese and his new role, I am still grieving his absence and will for some time. (Maybe forever.)
So, this was the last Blessing of the Animals for my pugs to be blessed by Fr. Brian. I hope our new Rector, whomever he or she may be, will continue with this tradition because my dogs love it.
The day Tom Petty died, a neighbor left lilies on our porch. These two things were not related, but they felt like it.
I snapped this selfie walking home from an appointment with Nishaan because I think it's good practice to aim the camera at yourself. Listening for guidance. Listening to my body. Listening to people who know me and love me. Listening to the way my feet touch the ground. Listening to the clouds in the sky. Listening to the brush on the canvas. Listening to silence. Listening for God.
I have this thing about caftans and the thing is - I love them. They flow. They feel good. To wear a caftan is to be dressed but not really dressed. This one isn't very breathable, but I'm in the market for some of the cotton hippie ones.
Front porch conversation...with teas...is the best. We had an unusually warm start to fall and this was one of the first days when there was maybe, possibly, a hit of autumn in the air.
I painted Lightnin' Hopkins for my brother's birthday. It was fun coming out of my painting comfort zone. I might do a whole series of these little significant-people paintings.
I went on a retreat weekend at St. Mary of the Lake. It was a beautiful, peaceful place with a recreation of the Lourdes Shrine where I spent some time sitting in prayer and meditation.
A walk around the lake revealed a little path through the woods to Marytown. The shrine at the gateway was one of the most tender and loving Mary shrines I've ever visited. It was a further reminder to me that I really want to turn the meditation hut in my backyard into a a shrine to the Mother. I need to find a statue similar to this one.
This is my favorite time of the year. One thing I love about it - fire pits.
Fall color hasn't been as rich here as it normally is. I found some at the Lexington Cemetery, one of my favorite places to walk.
We took a trip out to Reed Valley Orchard and walked along Silas Creek to the spot (next to an old stagecoach road) where Frank and Jesse James once camped.
We bought apples, but I also admired the pumpkins. Don't you love pumpkins?
This painting flew off to her new home. Every time someone buys a painting...and angel gets its wings. No, seriously. It's amazing to me and miraculous and I am so deeply grateful.
We had a cold night for Adult Trick or Treat, but the fire pits were roaring, the ghost stories were flowing...
...and the treats were delicious.
And now it's Halloween.
Tonight I'll be handing out candy and sipping mulled cider and that, my friends, is October.
I'm going to venture into NaNoWriMo next month. As in, tomorrow. Anyone else going to write a novel in a month? Let's do it!
P.S. I also participated in the Black and White Challenge in October and found I love thinking about photography in this way.
P.P.S. I have a new vision for my newsletter. Beginning in November, the weekly Love Letter is turning into The Monthly Studio Love Story where I'll be sharing everything I create during the month.
See you next month!