The sun is shining, and the birds this morning were over tweeting about it. But I can see why they are happy. The clouds are on vacation, its Friday, leftover enchiladas were in the refrigerator for lunch, and there are muffins to be made. These are pumpkin blueberry muffins, with a streusel topping. Which seems like a very fall treat, but the pumpkins we got at Halloween are still perfectly intact, so who says its not pumpkin season?

The domes on these guys turned out pretty spectacular, like a little snow capped mountain range.

I ate one while the blueberries were still screaming hot from the oven, so they burned my mouth.