Last night at 9:04 pm EST, summer moved on to make way for autumn. And it is as if a switch literally turned off because we went from 88 degree weather on Wednesday, to 60 degrees and breezy Thursday literally overnight. This morning the house had a chill in the air that hasn’t been there for many months, and my soul smiled. I love this weather, I love this season. And it is here!
Today Wyatt and I are spending a good chunk of the day making our house cozy. I took down my brightly colored hearts banner that I leave up most of the year, and we will be replacing it with a banner of leaves. I will dig out all of our quilts and throw blankets to leave on the couches and ends of the bed, switch our sheets to flannel ones, bring in any plants that I still have outside. It’s time to get out all of our warm sweaters and flannels, our thick socks, to stock our tea supply with all of our favorites, English Breakfast and Earl Grey and Mint and Apple Cinnamon. I think this year I will even switch out my dishes, from my white and blue and yellow floral patterns for the persimmon Fiestaware we got for our wedding. t
I am also hoping to get to the farm market and nursery, to pick up a few early pumpkins to place around, and some rich colorful mums for the porch, mushrooms for soup. And this year they have photo areas all set up as well, and I want to take Wyatt’s “school” photo there, surrounded by the fall scene they constructed.
Leaves are changing here, seemingly earlier than normal. Our butterfly friends are on the move, along with other insects and critters and my bug hotels are awaiting guests. We are moving into the season of foxes and owls, and away from butterflies and rabbits here in my part of the world. Of mushrooms and fallen walnuts and hazelnuts and chestnuts to collect and leave in small bowls around the house, of filling bird feeders for the birds who stick around for the winter, jays and cardinals and tough little sparrows. My garden will be put to bed, I have already cut most of the zinnies and placed them throughout the house for the final blaze of color, showing us what we will be missing until next year. Squirrels are getting fat, and the little squirrel I named Bunny because he somehow lost his tail is bumping around here daily, looking for handouts.
Our fall calendar is filling up as well, full of plans for apple orchards and baking sessions, pumpkin carving, nature hikes and owl prowls, making leaf banners from wax and leaves, visiting Greenfield Village to see it all decked out for Halloween, backyard fires and cider. Simple things, for the most part, but simple things that fill us up. As nature slows down for a good long rest, we can as well.