It’s a quiet Thursday. The wind whispers through leaves still clinging to branches around our house. When gusts blow, a blizzard of leaves tumble toward the earth.
I still have a few photos sitting in the queue, patiently awaiting their turn. These were taken on three autumn strolls between last Sunday and Tuesday.
When this blog posts, I will venture outside for the first time today. The temperature rests at 57 degrees and a cozy fire burns in our wood stove.
It has been a busy few days. It feels good to relax today. I stayed in my jammies until late morning, part of the time burrowed beneath a thick blanket, reading. First, sipped a cup of coffee with Barry before he left for work. Then enjoyed tea while reading a new Sun magazine. I discontinued the magazine about three years ago (after reading it for years and years) and decided to renew it last month.
As usual, I forgot that I renewed it and gasped in surprise when it appeared in the mailbox two days ago. How fun to surprise yourself with a gift!
Soaking red beans and preparing to cook rice for tonight’s dinner: Veggie Burgers. A staple in our house. We like to freeze them for those nights when cooking feels impossible.
It’s a putzy kind of day of following one moment to the next. Balance checkbook here, do laundry there, scrub dishes now, check mail soon.
Autumn’s finery disappears so quickly. The riotous colors have fallen to create orange and red and yellow carpet everywhere. Leaves crunch underfoot.
It’s time to pull the last of the brocoli plants. Only kale and green onions remain in the garden. You do know that kale tastes its sweetest after frost?
I wish you could all walk on our forest carpets. I wish you could all breathe the autumn smells so deeply that you remember this crisp beauty as winter descends upon the land and etches it in simple black and white for six or seven months.
Breathe deeply, dear reader. The north wind blows gently even today, reminding us what comes next.