purple bug season
is nigh.
tiny flies
fuzzy
annoying
numerous.
keep your mouth
closed,
or swallow a few.
shut your eyes
tight,
or squint in and
trap one or two.
can't be outside
or plan for some
friends,
stuck in your hair
or your teeth
or your wear.
alas, no deep breaths
without
facemask or cloth;
the lack of either
means a gag or a cough.
come on freeze,
it's time to deliver.
frigid cold weather
will stop
purple bug season.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Orange is In.
Orange, orange, orange...
Orange is the color. I can't really decide how MUCH more I like orange than red and green, but orange wins hands down. There was this one double knit pant suit my mom made me (think 70's and an orange and white hounds tooth pattern)...I think that may have been pushing it. Ok, it WAS pushing it. But I have always loved orange. I believe I felt pretty hot in that pantsuit! We also lived in Arizona. So think, sweaty, hot, double knit, bright orange and white hounds tooth pantsuit. Enough said.
Fast forward to today, and my precious little grandson shows promising signs of loving orange just like his nana! Ah, delightful boy. Papa and nana took our bundle on his first pumpkin patch visit. He absolutely LOVED the pumpkins and oranges and gourds and squash and bumps and Indian corn colors (tried to eat them, in fact). He was wearing an awesome onsie with orange and some picture. All I can remember is I love orange on him. And all I can do is look at his sweet little grin. Who knows what his shirt said?
Fall is the perfect season. Oranges, reds, yellows, pumpkins, squash, corn, and cool days with fall blue skies and approaching storms. Perfect grandbabies with adorable faces.
And orange.
Orange is the color. I can't really decide how MUCH more I like orange than red and green, but orange wins hands down. There was this one double knit pant suit my mom made me (think 70's and an orange and white hounds tooth pattern)...I think that may have been pushing it. Ok, it WAS pushing it. But I have always loved orange. I believe I felt pretty hot in that pantsuit! We also lived in Arizona. So think, sweaty, hot, double knit, bright orange and white hounds tooth pantsuit. Enough said.
Fast forward to today, and my precious little grandson shows promising signs of loving orange just like his nana! Ah, delightful boy. Papa and nana took our bundle on his first pumpkin patch visit. He absolutely LOVED the pumpkins and oranges and gourds and squash and bumps and Indian corn colors (tried to eat them, in fact). He was wearing an awesome onsie with orange and some picture. All I can remember is I love orange on him. And all I can do is look at his sweet little grin. Who knows what his shirt said?
Fall is the perfect season. Oranges, reds, yellows, pumpkins, squash, corn, and cool days with fall blue skies and approaching storms. Perfect grandbabies with adorable faces.
And orange.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Ah, Autumn...
Autumn is my favorite, most favorite time of the year! I love the cooling weather and frosty nights (ask any woman in her late 40's and she will most likely love cooling weather).
I love the ~
fall colors, oranges, reds, and yellows
mountains of pumpkins
displays of harvested gourds and squash
yellow straw bales
scarecrows
drifting leaves
pumpkin mazes
frosty breath hanging in the air
fuzzy horses with beginnings of winter coats
diamond covered yards decorated with ice
crisp apples fresh from the trees
bountiful produce, soon to disappear into freezers and pantries
shorter days
drifts of wood smoke from cozy fireplaces
warm jackets and long sleeves
pumpkin scones and pumpkin butter
Thanksgiving around the corner
Christmas a few blocks beyond Thanksgiving
family
the Lord, the gracious provider of all things wonderful
Autumn is just too beautiful for words and images.
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