norah has declared fridays as “field trip fridays”.
today we visited the philadelphia zoo.
next friday, the crayola crayon factory.
the leaves are changing and many have fallen.
my fridge is stuffed with turnips, kohlrabi, carrots, kale, cauliflower and arugula.
we are eating soup at least two nights a week.
no one has tired of apple desserts yet.
halloween costumes are being planned for (a gypsy and a pumpkin).
bengal spice tea is my new found favorite (with cream).
the first fire has been burned in the fireplace.
i wore tights today.
a pile of wool blankets is at arm’s reach in each room.
the hot water bottle came to bed with us last night.
a bag of candy corn has already been consumed (in one day. by mama.)
our living room has welcomed us back
yes i do believe autumn has arrived.
i knew ever since she was a toddler that she was born to dance.
it’s deep in her bones.
she loves it.
she moves around the house in ballet style.
kicking her long legs up in the air,
practicing her splits, stretching, pointing.
she recently has stopped asking me to do her bun.
the rehearsals for the nutcracker have begun.
she has several parts, some that have been created just for her.
there are 6 performances in the beginning of december.
and you better believe i will be at every one of them.
i could never tire of watching her
i have been spending less time on the computer.
i sometimes think of the days before we had a computer, email accounts or even cell phones.
it wasn’t that long ago.
we had none of those when we first got married.
we would kiss each other goodbye as we left for work and then talk again at dinner.
i miss the simplicity of back then.
don’t get me wrong i realize the luxury of it all and i love getting little love texts from chris.
but the last few weeks i have resisted the urge to sit and browse.
and
i’ve been reading books,
knitting,
trying new recipes,
listening to radio programs,
and
dreaming up new spaces.
my mind has more room.
and i sometimes i like the feeling of only knowing what’s happening right here.
hannah ran over with the beech tree branch and told me it had my name written all over it.
she was right.
the other day the four of us were all sitting around the dinner table.
i asked “if you were living on a deserted island and could only have one thing to eat (and no matter what it was it would keep you healthy and alive) what would you prefer?
hannah- sushi
norah- tofu
papa- pizza
mama- couldn’t decide between garbanzo beans and french fries.
i love playing these sorts of games.
have you seen this?
we have had a bit of an emotional week.
we lost a little baby mouse that had lost it’s mama. we were trying to nurse him and give him a life. his name was pip.
and sadly we also lost our beloved rabbit harley.
although it is hard to lose little critters that we all have become so attached to and sometimes it’s hard to understand why, we are trying to focus on all of the beautiful life that does surround us every day.
our first apple harvest of the year.
golden delicious, jonathan and stamen.
there was crisp for dessert.
and we slow baked the peels sprinkled in cinnamon and sugar. a recipe from the latest martha.
there is a bushel of “seconds” to be turned into sauce.
norah has plans to make a pie tomorrow. and there will be galette on wednesday.
i think i’ll pick up a few hunks of cheese to eat with what’s left over.
and then we’ll go pick more.
p.s. today is the last day to vote! xo
we woke up to a chilly morning
with nothing but shorts and tee shirts in their drawers.
i went up to the attic to see what i might find.
i threw down some pants and long sleeves for norah that hannah once wore.
and the pants i found for hannah turned out to be floods.
their legs are longer and their feet are bigger.
i know this is what is supposed to happen.
but when i look at these photos i can’t help but stare.
are these really my babies?
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