Fall is my favorite season. I love the crispness of the air, the colors of the leaves and their lazy floating to the ground. I love pumpkins and apples and squash and chilly morning trips to the farmer's market where all the season's bounty can be found. I love open windows through which cool breezes bring the scent of burning leaves. Fall makes me feel cozy and productive. Like I want to snuggle up with my Loveys, but also to get out and go do stuff.
Last year around this time, we went to a local farm where they have pumpkins, apples, animals and a big rustic playground. We had a lot of fun, though I ended up a bit overwhelmed at the end of the day, struggling back to the truck with a newborn wrapped to me, a toddler and a big bag of apples in one arm, and pulling a wagon completely loaded with pumpkins with my free hand. Thank goodness for the kindness of a stranger who came to our rescue. Here we are in a photo from last year.
We went back to the same farm yesterday. My how things have changed. We've upgraded our equipment,
and the girls have grown so much. They were both charged with the task of picking out our pumpkins.
Lass took a relaxed approach to the job.
Miss, on the other hand, was all business.
She searched through all the pumpkins and even hauled the ones she chose toward the wagon.
We met up with some good friends, and had a wonderful day.
Back at home in the afternoon, we took full advantage of the glorious weather and the mass of leaves fallen from our beautiful oak tree.
The girls had a blast jumping and rolling in the leaves. Daddy got down in the leaves with the girls too, and even got buried.
And yes, I got buried too. I don't know the last time I played in a big pile of leaves. I was a little shocked by how wonderful the leaves smelled and how the scent transported me instantly back to my childhood. I had completely forgotten that smell. It's a fantastic smell!
Happy fall to you!