A Pumpkin, A Mum. and a Lantern…

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Dear Reader:

What is it about certain items that have the power to draw us to them, like a magnet, both separately and together?

If I could re-create the world for one day and night…I would add lanterns to everyone’s paths along their life journey…so at night no one would ever get lost along the way.

On this imaginary path through life… mums of every color and size would line the trail ahead and pumpkins and jack o’lanterns would pop out from the dark woods encircling the path we are on.

Tuesday evening, leaving Eva Cate’s home….the sky was so beautiful…red, blue, and orange streaks that I could hardly contain myself…all I wanted to do was get home and arrange the same scene I did in today’s title photo.

I was so impatient…while getting stuck behind “slow poke” cars on Highway 78 and Lincolnville Road with no way to pass …my frustration grew more intense as I kept glancing at my Iphone and seeing that “Good-Bye Sun Hour” had arrived and I only had a few minutes to take a photo.

Sure enough….the second I pulled into my driveway…about 10 minutes past 8….a cloud covered the beautiful colors of the tired sun and darkness settled in. That is why Wednesday’s photo was taken on the porch with the porch lantern.

So last night I waited on the same beautiful skies to appear and it didn’t happen…they were a pale yellow….nothing to compare with Tuesday’s sunset. I arranged the scene and took the photo but all I could think of…was how more beautiful it would have been with  Tuesday’s magnificent sunset…just not comparable.

Later when I came in the house…I began to recognize a metaphor of life in this recent experience….we are not promised a beautiful sunset each and every night…there will be rainy, cloudy sunsets in our lives and just plain, unspectacular pale sunsets on other evenings.

But, then again, if we did have a spectacular sunset each evening of our life…don’t you think we would come to take it for granted and never it give it a second glance….God’s magnificent fireworks!

I emailed Doodle, after our family gathering Sunday, to thank her for all she had done for the party and she emailed back how wonderful it was to have the opportunity for the family to gather again…it was a rare treasure these days with the families growing and changing in different directions.

Then, she added, “But I think that is what makes our gatherings so special… the fact that it is so difficult to find a time that suits everyone…so when, miraculously, it happens…it makes the event even more extraordinary and meaningful. The family acknowledges and  appreciates each other’s presence in their lives even more.”

Like moths, we are always attracted to the light…finding such joy in it. When I came across this excerpt from a passage the other day….I thought about it and then planned last night to experiment with the thought…it is true.

“Looking from outside into an open window one never sees as much as when one looks through a closed window. There is nothing more profound, more mysterious, more pregnant, more insidious, more dazzling than a window lighted by a single candle. What one can see out in the sunlight is always less interesting than what goes on behind a windowpane. In that black or luminous square life lives, life dreams, life loves.”
Charles Baudelaire

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So until tomorrow…Let us thank our Creator for light to lead us along our personal path through life…to enable us to find our way back home.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

IMG_7245*At nine o’clock yesterday morning I sat down to write today’s blog.The light (the sun’s rays) was filtering in on my chair…it almost looked alive and seemed to be inviting me to sit down and together we would write down thoughts about life and light.

…And that is just what we did!

IMG_7243My garden continues to amaze and delight me….even my bushes are creatively making another arch for my garden…much to my delight.

 

 

 

…And my newly planted zinnias (on sale this late in the season) have acclimated so well to the garden over the past three weeks…their beauty is awe-inspiring.

*I need my garden, with all its beauty and hidden delights to offset the tragedies of life on a  Sept 11 anniversary….May we never forget but also never give up on the potential glory of this world.

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Wonderful company came to Boo Boo’s yesterday….first Susan Cadwell (who came for an appointment)  stopped by ….we had a little lunch and a little bit of time to tour the “new and improved” house and garden. (Susan brought me some Harvest orange/spice hand soap and bracelets to carry on our journeys.)

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Then when I got home from my photo appointment last evening for the church directory…Walsh and Rutledge were waiting on me. Two wonderful visits in one day. The Dingles are all heading up for the Clemson/Appalachian State game this weekend and taking the boys to their first “Tiger” game. A benchmark in life, for sure!

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*Starting today…every Friday until Race Day I will add donation information so you will have a quick reference to fall back on for your convenience if you choose to donate this year.

…So from now on…if you need the information just check any Friday blog at the bottom.

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*Make the check out to Komen Lowcountry Race for the Cure

(On the bottom left of your check you can either write the name of our team (Legally Pink) or an individual on the team or both if you can squeeze it all in!) Either way we will receive it…) Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart!

Mail to:

Susan G. Komen Lowcountry – 50 Folly Road Charleston, SC 29407

 

 

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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