Monday, September 16, 2013

Abundance

Autumn Olive Berries

Last week I drafted an epic farewell post . . . but in the end, I've decided to leave you with handful of words and photos, a sincere thank you, and a fond farewell.

Picking Beans

My girls spent an afternoon in the garden today, picking beans.  Remember those magic beans from last fall?  

Four in a Canoe

As I sat on the edges of the garden, watching them and taking photos, I asked myself: what will happen when I'm not blogging any more?  Will I still remember our daily doings as well—and as fondly?  Will I take in these moments even more deeply?  Will the camera spend more time on a shelf?  Will I spend more time writing by hand, writing stories for my children?  Will I write as consistently as I hope to?  Will I miss coming here to share with you?  Will I loose touch with some dear friends?

Mrs. President

I have a lot of unanswered questions, but on one thing I have finally decided: this is going to be my last blog post on amabellen.  The time has come to close this online chapter and move on to other projects.  It is bittersweet, of course, because there is so much I love about writing here.  (And there's nothing mysterious going on behind the scenes, I assure you.  It's just me, feeling compelled to make space for other good work in my life.)  

Almost Autumn Light

But before I sign off, I want to thank you, really thank you, friends for visiting me here and for offering so many kind words over the years.  I've made many wonderful connections in this online world and kept in touch with many of you from my past, and I'm very grateful for this place of reflection and sharing.  

Asters

Thank you for listening to my writing voice as it has grown and shifted over the years . . . these wonderful years of mothering, gardening, new home searching, learning, making, working, experimenting . . . making life more complicated and then attempting to simplify and remember what is essential again and again.  

Queen Anne

Thank you for sharing in all the abundant light we've been blessed with here.  And a very fond farewell, friends!

Harry Leaping