The first of November has brought a cold spell with it and it’s making me deliciously happy! We’ve been wrapped in a blanket of fog all day. The wind is twirling golden and red leaves down the street and the trees are swaying. Inside our house the candles are lit, a cup of tea sits by my side and my little heater is humming away keeping me cozy.
I’ve been quiet here again. I got the flu last week and it knocked me for six. I’m still not back to my old self yet. But, slowly and surely, I’m getting there. I can’t even tell you the last time I had the flu? Fingers crossed this is my only bout of flu this season!
I’ve returned from the land of adorable children with sparkling blue eyes and babies who sweetly smell of milk and sleepiness.
It’s amazing how your heart just expands with love for this new person who has entered your world and I can’t imagine our family without her in it! I can’t wait to hold that bundle of love again. My sister and her husband make beautiful babies.
This morning, I walked out with Mr. Michie and went for a stroll. The sun was just starting to rise. It was cold. I could see my breath in clouds above me as I ran down the quiet streets. The golden leaves that had fallen were stuck to the wet black pavement. It was striking to see such rich colour against the coal black of the road.
By the time I made it to my woods the sun had risen. The woods were just mine for a few moments. The squirrels and birds were flittering around. The wind was blowing the tops of the trees as if they were dancing. The ground was wet and littered with golden, pumpkin orange and reddish tinted leaves.
My IPod shuffled to a Pat Metheny song and it was perfect. I captured a few photos and then my furry friends who I pass on my walks came bounding down the path to greet me. I get lots of licks along my walks and that makes me happy.
Now, I’m bundled up with a cup of tea. There is a dampness to the air today. It feels like fall. There is a beauty to England this time of year. The blush of colour on the trees stands out so starkly against the normally steely grey skies. It makes you long for scarves and hot chocolate and candles lit everywhere.
Today felt like an Autumn day. The morning was cool and slightly misty. The day warmed up, but in the shade it remained cool. We’re moving into an Indian Summer.
We spent the first day of October visiting a pumpkin patch and a park. Tonight we grilled out cheeseburgers. Savouring those last few bites of summer. Pumpkins and fall leaves are appearing on porches all around. Trick-or-Treating is just around the corner.
Well, I spoke too soon yesterday! Just as I was walking into the grocery store, they were setting up a giant Halloween display that included rows and rows of munchkins. So, of course one of those munchkins jumped off the shelf and into my cart. He knew he needed to come home to the cottage with me.
I have pumpkins on the brain lately. Although I’ve yet to find one for the cottage this year. The grocery store ones have all been very sad and on the verge of rotting and the farmer’s markets haven’t had any. I can’t even find a munchkin! Oh well, I have been pinning a lot of pumpkins on Pinterest instead!
It’s officially October, I saw my first pile of pumpkins today and it made me so very happy! That ribbed orb of flaming burnt orange and tinges of golden yellow, holds within it the very essence of autumn. Happiness is…
Today we celebrate the first day of Fall. It felt as if we were quickly being ushered in this morning. The air was crisp, the dew looked almost frosted. As I walked to work, leaves twirled down around me from their lofty branches to softly land on the street, forming little crunchy pools of decay.
Summer fought her way back this afternoon as the sun was blazing and it was decidedly warm. But, the evening is cooling off, there’s a bite to the air. I think we’re moving into sweater weather.
It has just been the two of us this weekend. We’ve cleaned the house, re-organized cupboards, went grocery shopping, watched movies, cooked, ate dinner by candlelight, worked, read and just hung out.
This weekend has had a nice easy pace to it, which is always refreshing after a week of going, going, going. This coming week brings with it early morning starts and more late school nights.
It also brings with it, slightly warmer weather, but I’m ready for Fall. I think I’m wishing it here with my cooking. Last week we made a buttermilk pumpkin cake with a vanilla cream cheese glaze as a thank you gift for a kind neighbour, the house smelled spicy and exotic.
Today, we’ve got a pork tenderloin with sauerkraut and apples slowly bubbling away, one of my Nana’s recipes that I just adore. Maybe with all this Fall cooking, the weather will truly turn!
I’m sitting at my kitchen table tonight, getting together my ideas and finalising my game plan for a class I will be teaching this term. This little fox is staring at me while I work. Which is appropriate as I am sketching out a patterned fox design as an example of what I would like the class to do.
The past two mornings it has been chilly outside. The light is changing, the shadows are lengthening. There was dew on everything this morning as I stepped outside to walk to the train station.
Fall is coming, you can just feel it. Summer will leave us soon and Autumn will wrap us in a carpet of crunchy leaves, frosty mornings, rainy days, lavender-blue-gray skies and the first bite of chill. I’m waiting.