To Bring You: FALL
Yesterday was the second annual Pumpkin Hunting Adventure with our dear friends Pam & Tony. This year the weather was better - chilly and damp not cold & sleety like last year. We headed to a local family farm - not the local Mega Mart. We were too busy reveling in the selection of the many varieties of pumpkins, gourds & squashes to remember to take pictures - DUH! The farm also has produce & fresh eggs. We wandered into the barn this year to see the new kittens and discovered the young turkeys being raised for Thanksgiving dinners. Tony, a chef, just about exploded with glee and quickly added his name to the list. DH & I will now shamelessly try to wrangle an invitation to turkey.
By the time we packed the car with pumpkins, stopped at the greenhouse for a mum & stalks, decided on dinner so we could shop for ingredients, wandered into World Market on the continued search for a narrow table for the hall, realized that it was the Fall book sale at our library and stopped to fill a bag a books, it was WAY too late to begin the artistic arrangement of Fall. That and I was fighting off some Evil Germ that is trying my patience (I'm currently losing the fight) and dinner was a multi pot/pan/all burners & the oven too adventure.
DH is in full Fall mode and is requesting hearty meals. Sausage and Peppers. That should be easy right? No. It evolved into Sausage (two kinds) and Peppers (green, red, orange, and Italian Frying), with a fresh squished tomato (4 kinds) sauce over Farfalle pasta, with garlic cheese bread. You would think with all the garlic I used the Evil Germ would have been struck down. NOT.
I, however, being a Summer born baby, am rebelling against the Season by insisting on finishing the Summer Stripes quilt. Which I will work on the layout today, all day, on my laptop, on my end of the couch, under a quilt, warmed by two dogs, visited by a purring cat or two, drinking many cups of tea laced with lemon & honey. That will hopefully make a dent in the Evil Germ and the ward off the reality of Winter's inevitable approach for just a little longer. We'll see.