Our fall table. The gourds came from a mom at the co-op and the leaves the boys gave me “to feel beautiful.”
flavors my senses
sweetens my disposition
stirs my imagination
nourishes my dreams
If your a Starbucks fan (we just happened to find some gift cards recently. Cider – yum!), you’ll recognize the above from their bags. I was musing over it and thinking that though Starbucks is talking about their coffees/treats, it sums up fall for me.
Everything seems so much sharper in the fall. The wind, the smells, food-spicy and baked. I love it. It makes me anxious for the holidays. My fingers start to itch to create new things. I spend more time in the kitchen. Colors change and the earth gives one last hurrah. AWESOME!
Last week I had the pleasure of napping in our bed with both boys. Usually everyone is in seperate rooms and I hit the couch downstairs, but the boys were insisting on being together and I thought perhaps I could coax them to sleep if I was present. I sandwiched between them, on top of the down comforter under a knit throw and felt their warmth. Together we felt the cold air from outside on our faces (our windows are, how do you put it?, drafty) and smelled a neighbors wood burning stove. Amazingly delicious. And we all slept.
