After waking him up in the wee hours on Saturday, we broke down the plan over steamy bowls of oatmeal:
We’re going to pack up the car, hit Jim & Patty’s, head up to the mountain and spend the entire day skiing. And when it gets too cold we’ll go into the lodge for hot chocolate.
He leaned over to his sister and whispered:
This is going to be the BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!
Honeycrisp and Comice ripe for the picking, leaves crunching underfoot and a chill in the air. While the sun is shining. I can’t get my fill of this spectacular season.
this is october
the leaves are all over
this is the best time of year
Ready, aim, fire! | Perfecting the art of pumpkin launching
Decisions, decisions | Finding the perfect pumpkin
Pony rides or face painting? | Frolicking with friends at the pumpkin patch
Spookiness at the Bates Motel | Our own neighborhood attraction
This week a farm stand popped up at the end of our street. Open every day through fall. I’m giddy. On my first visit I filled a bag of sugar snap peas that was empty by the time we reached our front door. Tonight we grilled the most tender asparagus. I’m already a regular.
Plus they offer farm-fresh eggs {it’s like a farmer’s market every day!}
And in our own garden, I was delightfully surprised to find a crop of strawberries ripe for the picking. Just the right amount for morning cereal and snacking. Hello summer. My welcome mat is out.
{ daily chatter }