Seizing It

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  1. Erin says:

    Lovely, just lovely. I know what you mean. Saturday I was torn between enjoying the beautiful day and needing to to into Target the Time Suck for shampoo. I compromised by parking really far away.

  2. Lil says:

    Damn, those pics look COLD!

    Up here in the great white north, the beauty, she is gone. Has been for a couple of weeks now… Le sigh.

  3. Shelly says:

    I have to admit my carb deprived self choked out an involuntary sob at biscuits AND focaccia. But what a gorgeous post. I want to be your friend and have you slip me a biscuit every now and then.

  4. kmkat says:

    Winter truly is a beautiful time. I pity those who live between the 40th and 20th latitude. Closer to the equator it is summer forever, closer to the poles we get the gorgeous seasons.

  5. sweffling says:

    That girl is a teen to be reckoned with! But I think that one’s seasonal preferences change at different stages of life. At her age I felt the same. As a young adult I loved Autumn best. Now I find Autumn just too, too poignant, and winter a little death. So Spring and early summer are now my favourites: I need optimism, promise, hope, as I get older.

  6. Joanne says:

    I hope Allegra gets back to us on that when she’s say, my age.

  7. alexandra says:

    BOOM. That last sentence, because we can see the creaking knees, the faltering eyesight, the need for more sleep, as time and being slipping away, or as ushering in days of an appreciative pace, savoring the in and out of our breaths, and the glow of the stupendous trees before they shift to an even more glorious state.

    GD GORGEOUS, friend. xo

  8. Bijoux says:

    Your family is much deeper than mine. I really wish I could find beauty in winter. All I notice are the dirty snow drifts.

  9. Friko says:

    I think her mum has just a tad to do with it too.

    Other than that, keep talking. Families should talk. I am sure you’ll never pontificate.
    And actually, cancer is not all sweetness and insight and positivity. Most of the time it’s a big fat black bastard.

  10. Maria says:

    I can relate to those “lists.” Ours revolve now around basketball practice and picking up laundry and how did we forget to buy dishwasher detergent at the store? And athlete’s feet. Bing has had athlete’s feet for years and Liv and I are so creeped out afraid of getting it that we practically make her scour the shower after every use.

    MY GOD, you have a multi talented husband. Hold on to that fella. Anyone who can bake and make that sort of art is a little god-like.

  11. actonbell says:

    “That’s the conundrum of fall: it’s a time of heightened glory underscored by the melancholy of fading beauty.”
    That’s wonderful!

    What a great family…and Allegra is right, winter is beautiful, too. That is another way of enjoying our surroundings whilst our clocks tick.

  12. Meg says:

    Whoa. I’ve been so busy sucking the marrow out of the bones of autumn (oh, wait, I’m vegan; that metaphor doesn’t work!) that I hadn’t given thought to the beauty that is winter. And if you don’t mind, I won’t, for at least another couple of weeks. That Allegra – she reminds me of my daughter of the same age. I love it when younger folk push back at our mawkish lesson-giving to give us a real one, ’cause they already had ours figured out. Remind me again who is parenting whom?

  13. So beautifully written. It always bugs me in the fall that I can’t spend more time outside, enjoying the pretty colors and perfect weather. It feels SO good to be outside this time of year!

  14. While I can appreciate the artistic beauty of winter, and even photograph it myself, I cannot see it as the most beautiful season. I’ll grant you that it is the fourth most beautiful season. That’s the best I can do.

  15. Kate says:

    This was a beautiful post. Hope you took teh run. I cycled home from work today for exactly the same reason.

  16. I loved this post. I have always enjoyed running in autumn. There’s a certain romanticism about it. Wading through the fallen leaves. beautiful. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

  17. Green Girl in Wisconsin says:

    Which is why I have over 70 blogs posts in my reader. Summer’s date hath all too short a lease…and so does fall’s and winter’s and spring’s and marrow has GOT to get sucked, goldurnit.

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