Monday, October 14, 2013

It's a Beautiful Day in the ........

Time with all its celerity,
moves slowly on to him whose
whole employment is to watch its flight.
                Samuel Johnson


Neighbourhood… a beautiful day….


I remember back to a time when my girls were young and they were sitting in front of the TV singing that Mr. Roger’s song at the top of their lungs, this always made me smile, I am pretty sure that was the moment after hearing it over and over and over again that the song stuck.
I love our neighbourhood I am reminded how very different our neighbourhood was from the one Mr. Rogers talked about and I knew my girls knew that too. The girls and I spent our days in our neighbourhood outside visiting with our very favourite neighbour Mother Nature.

There would be hours spent outside exploring this great gift that surrounded us always trying not to miss one thing that she offered. The bush I spend so much of my time in these days was as much a part of their world as it was and still is mine. We knew we were the luckiest people in the world to have such a wonderful neighbourhood play ground that constantly changed with those four seasons.


The other morning while I was reminiscing I was overcome with this urgent need to go explore my neighbourhood again and remember those days the girls and I had shared long ago. It was 7 a.m. just before sunrise and I was standing in the bush anxiously waiting for the sun to make her grand entrance. I found myself singing loudly that now stuck in my head children’s song …..It’s a beautiful day in the neighbourhood ….to scare any forest creatures that may be lurking about with my squeaky out of tune voice.


I watched as the sun crept slowly through that tree line and then I realized that those trees and I were not the only ones waiting for this moment I do believe that sun had been waiting to see those grateful trees with their golden hued leaves and that brilliant light shining on that rough barked Ironwood tree and warming that moss covered Ash tree. It was truly a sight to see and I knew that the sun would be back tomorrow when those trees would be yet again waiting after a night of complete darkness and that sun would be happy that it could share its happiness and its warmth. It was oh so special to share that time with the sun and the trees in our neighbourhood.


 Oh how I wished my girls were there running through the trees, playing in the leaves, chasing and giggling while singing that familiar song that would echo through the bush. What was that? Could that be giggling and



It’s a beautiful day in the neighbourhood…….won’t you be my neighbour? Thank you Mr. Rogers 

Later

43 comments:

  1. I think being your neighbour would be tons of fun, Buttons. ;)

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  2. Lovely memories of your song with your girls. Great time is the sunrise with lovely colours...Hugs M xox

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  3. I remember Mr. Rogers from my childhood -- now that's going way back. :)

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  4. What wonderful memories you write about. And oh how I love those shots of the sun shining through the trees :)

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  5. lovely post, beautiful photos and ah, I do remember Mr Roger's.

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  6. I keep getting that song in my head too! I love the colour of the sun the trees at this time of year, so beautiful!

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  7. I watched an amazing sunrise in my neighborhood this morning. It put me in a good mood for sure.

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  8. Beautiful memories Buttons. I love the quote at the beginning of your post!

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  9. I have to agree with EG CameraGirl, Miss B. Having a farm/ranch wife neighbor like you would be fun! Vernturing out in the brush to photograph nature with a friend would be a great way to spent the day.

    I love the middle (3rd from the bottom) picture!

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  10. Those last three shots are fabulous. Mother Nature is the best neighbour of all

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  11. for several weeks, now, i have been humming 'it's the most wonderful time of the year' - not for christmas, but for autumn. :)

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  12. Sounds like a wonderful day!
    Beautiful photos!
    Loving Fall....

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  13. What a lovely, poignant post, filled with beautiful images and imagery. Your neighborhood is truly beautiful.

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  14. Ah, a beautiful post with beautiful memories, B. :-) These are lovely shots, and I can imagine running around there with you and enjoying every moment.

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  15. Oh, B! I miss my giggling little ones too. They used to love Mr. Rogers. Beautiful memories and pics.

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  16. You've given us the sights,smells and sounds of your favorite place. I can remember favorite places when I was a kid. They are all gone now as the land has been cleared.

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  17. Lovely post!
    Greetings, RW & SK

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  18. We are truly blessed with the beauty around us!

    We were fans of Mister Rogers as well.

    Have a beautiful day, Buttons!

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  19. Definitely a beautiful day! I love the sun poking through the trees. SO pretty :)

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  20. I am not surprised that you love Alice Munro as much as I do. Your stories, especially when you write about your mom, remind me of her.

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  21. Such a wonderful time - both the morning and the memories. I hear echoes in the woods, too. Hugs xoxo

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  22. I love the golden light that comes with the sunrise!!!
    Happy Thanksgiving!!!

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  23. It must be wonderful to grow up on a farm, and such a beautiful place!!

    You know I am a farm girl want-to-be!!

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  24. I'd love to be your neighbor!!!

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  25. Such beautiful neighbours!! I'd love to be your neighbour :)

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  26. Didn't have TV when I was a child.....well still don't but I always felt living on the farm filled with woods and helpful neighbours was the best neighbourhood. I do know the song!

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  27. Hee hee, I have not thought about Mr. Rogers and his sweater in a very long time... Always got a kick out of the puppet shows and the little train. ;)

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  28. Your neighbourhood is indeed beautiful!

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  29. What a lovely way to experience the morning and remember your girls. :-) You live in a beautiful place. :-)

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  30. How wonderful to grow up in a Neighborhood like this one. Your photos look beautiful my friend.

    Hugs~

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  31. such great memories...you make me feel like they are mine!

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  32. Wonderful memories and lovely photos of you neighborhood. Brings back memories of my girls watching Mr. Rogers.

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  33. Beautiful pictures! I love them!

    Xoxo!!!

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  34. Please won't you be my neighbour! Well, at least we're blogging neighbours. :-)

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  35. Beautiful pictures and memories, Buttons. It's funny, my little grandson is here visiting me this week and I didn't know that the show Daniel Tiger's neighborhood is continuing the Mr. Rogers theme. I was so happy to see it and all of the other cartoons that are on tv now...

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  36. It certainly was a beautiful day in your neighborhood! It's funny how that song just sticks - I hum it to myself often on a lovely day!

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  37. Lovely photos of your beautiful neighborhood. I like the Samuel Johnson quote. Maybe I should take a lesson from that and learn to slow time down a bit.

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  38. It really is beautiful in your neighbourhood. Too bad more people cannot experience that beauty.

    Blessings and Bear hugs!

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  39. we really are doppelgangers in spirit - I remember once watching Mr Rogers with the girls, and noticed how giggly he became when he was spending time with peggy fleming, the ice skater... I thought "you old codger you" LOL and meanwhile the girls watched the pretty ice skater with mr rogers LOL

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  40. Boy you sure make me want to rise before the sun. Right now though it doesn't come over the mountain side till around 10am. Keeps me snuggled in bed late. I would love to be in your old neighbor hood to see those early morning sunrise. Beautiful photos of your early morning excursion.

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  41. I loved Mr Rogers and I love nature.

    If you haven't look into Mr Rogers' history. Very interesting. He was a real hero and a hero in many children's eyes.

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