Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Falling for Fall and Color

Autumn always brings out feelings of nostalgia for me; the smell of freshly fallen leaves takes me back to treasured trips to the "Patch" with Mom to pick out the best pumpkins, weirdest looking gourds, and witness the projectiles of the pumpkin cannon.  And we mustn't forget the caramel apple stuck between your last 2 molars that kept the memory of the visit alive for weeks.

Ah, the Pumpkin Patch.  It's like a form of (dare I say it?) worship for me.  It is a recognition that summer is Over.  Days of grilling out with friends late into the night, laughing around the bonfire, drinking cold fruity refreshments, and warm breezy bike rides are Gone. To visit the Pumpkin Patch is to acknowledge this End, and to welcome the Beginning; backyard football games before the light fades, homemade soup and bread, and laughing around the fireplace, drinking hot chocolaty beverages.  While at the Patch, I give thanks for the beauty surrounding the End and wonder if our End will look as brilliant and beautiful.

After a 2 year absence from the Patch, I was back to a new one without Mom but with a new husband and 2 neighbors.  We picked pumpkins and apples and welcomed (tasty) Autumn. 

 The Copper Street Brass Quintet also gave some respite from a cold day of transitions (changing my name-gasp!)  Their Color Project Tour concert was warm, refreshing, and full of beauty.  Matt even commented afterwards, "Wow, that was really different!"  (I think he expected to be bored at a brass concert!)

It may not have cured my transitional blues, but it certainly helped me give up hope for one more day in flip flops.  The sweaters are being unpacked, the arm warmers are being knit, and the soup's on. 

Friday, October 16, 2009

Words from People I Love


In place of my words and pictures (half of these photos are taken by Souba or Court) here a few snippets of recent funnies and lovies* from some of my favorite girls...


Dedication
I really need you guys to all make lots of noise and clap during our encore. Al

I pulled my bull horn out of storage to blast along to the beat...and I have my pleated mini-skirt. Courtney



Peace
I hope your newly wedded bum is enjoying every single second of it! Jen



Obsessed Fun
Where are you??? I'll admit I'm been stalking your page and blog a little bit... call me! I want to be phone friends!!! Call me!!! Emily



Sunshine
You make my days bright!! Love you MOM



*Posted without permission. :) Love you too.