Autumn is full swing. Glorious, really. The days have been the perfect mid-sixties and Idaho is showing off all it's warm colors. That grass that was long dead from summer heat now looks reminiscent of wheat fields. Soup in the crockpot and the love of baking has returned. Can you hear how sentimental I am about this time of year? I even strung the twinkle lights on the patio for fall evenings after the wild men are asleep.
And can we all take a moment to revel in fall fashion? Hallelujah, people have put clothes back on.
A quick note about our Halloween decorations: they were all gifted to us by a chain-smoking neighbor years ago. I would never pay for any of them and they had to be aired out for quite awhile but seeing the boys geek out over them every year is priceless.
A fun apple-picking outing turned into sword play for Collin. (what doesn't these days?) While Matt loaded up buckets upon buckets of apples after learning we could make hard cider from them. Thanks Ryan and Hannah for the invite!
My attempt at caramel apples with the boys. Delicious but I have no clue how the pros get that caramel to stick.
All the joys of harvest time. We have picked the garden clean for rounds of pico de gallo, been given gleaned potatoes, and bowls of pumpkin seeds have already been roasted. I think there is magic in the break from the summer heat and the flurry before winter's harshness.
It's Fall Y'all!
