There was an epic search for a pumpkin the other evening. I guess central Austin is almost out of pumpkins? But we managed to find a few to bring home, and we are planning on carving them tonight. And you can’t carve a pumpkin without pumpkin shaped cookies.
Being outside really is great. Just a couple hours in the faux fall fresh air, and all my cares (except my constant worry about the state of the plants) slip away. I spent some time last week doing a little work around the yard.
There is no number high enough to describe the amount of times I have lost the clippers in the yard.
These flowers lost all their leaves at the end of summer, but they are making a strong comeback now.
I cleaned a bit of the gutter out, and a lizard almost killed me, but the view up there wasn’t too bad.
And to cap off an already pretty perfect day, frozen yogurt with my best friend.
It was a busy one.
1. Its Longhorn sewing season.
2. Our little eggplant is growing so fast!
3. I love weddings.
I wish these pictures were scratch and sniff. The apples in the barn at the pumpkin patch. I think I went around to every bin, and took a big whiff of each kind of apple. We took home a big bag of golden delicious to make a pie, and got one apple each to munch on the way home.
And don’t forget the pears!!
This fall is the best because I got to take Jon to THE pumpkin patch! One of my very favorite places. Fall is best celebrated by stomping through a field of dirt and vines in search of the perfect pumpkin. And the smell of apples when you go into the barn is intoxicating. I would consider coming back as a fruit fly as long as I got to live in that barn.
Each year, the patch decorates pumpkins to go with a theme. This would be the coolest job. The theme was mythological creatures, and one of my favorites was Medusa, with her “snake” hair.
And there was also a chupacabra, with some flying chickens. Almost like my chupacabra.
I think pumpkins have found their way into our hearts due because they are all the same thing, but they all look different, which makes me believe they have feelings. Their own personality. Kind of like this pumpkin that I love and adore.
We picked out a couple pumpkins for my ma’s house, but we weren’t sure if a pumpkin would make it through airport security. So we’ll have to find a sincere pumpkin patch in Austin to visit. More pumpkins. Oh darn.
We had ourselves a weekend adventure.
1. Killing some time around part of Seattle on a beautiful fall day.
2. Pumpkin modeling in the patch.
3. Appreciating the pretty fall leaves and the crisp fall breezes.
After a hot couple months, the flowers in our yard are coming to life again. And they definitely have a purple trend going.
Our neighbor was adamant that we wouldn’t be able to grow lavender, since she had no luck after several tries. We planted it anyway, and would you look at that.
These asters have been waiting patiently all summer for their time, and we were super surprised at how enthusiastically they bloomed. They literally stop traffic.
A relatively new addition to the yard, but jumped right onto the purple bandwagon.
This was an experimental planting, in a very shady area. Do you have those areas in your yard where you aren’t quite sure what will want to grow there? It seems to be working hard to survive. Bloom where you are planted, right?
Couple from over the weekend.
1. It was rainy and drizzly for a lot of the weekend. But not too cold for flip flops.
2. I decided it could now be gingerbread season.
3. I crossed all my fingers and toes that the cake would come out of the pan.
We had a road trip weekend.
1. Driving all the way from Austin to Tucson in one day.
2. All the cacti and snakes at the Desert Museum.
3. And pizza for dinner on the couch after a long day of driving home.
We’re doing a little sprucing up in the backyard. The goal is to get the larger shrubs in this month, so they have plenty of time to get cozy. I also have some big plans for a new garden layout.
We needed some more mulch, and I was pretty impressed with myself for loading up, pushing, and unloading this whole cart of tree bits. In the 90 degree weather, concrete parking lot. My farmer muscles come back as soon as I need them. In my past life, I think I was a landscaper.
guy and his girl 