It’s October now which means that I can’t feel that guilty for totally indulging myself in all things pumpkin, wearing my beautifully soft new brown leather boots all the time and hoarding my jungle on my dining room table.
The latter may be a direct result of it turning frigid cold at night at just the exact time that my pepper plants and the short squat tomatillo plant decided to kick it into high production gear. Half of my living room is a green house and they’re really wearing out their welcome, dropping leaves and tomatillos all over my floor.
In true Colorado fashion, the weather decided to turn Winter before it turned Fall. On Thursday we had our first snow and on Friday, we had our first accumulation. No, I haven’t fast forwarded in time. It is still only October 11th, and that means that it snowed on October 4th. I know most of Colorado was shitting itself over how excited they were about the snow but I am not ready yet. DO YOU HEAR ME, MOTHER NATURE? I’M NOT READY!
I had a surprise three day weekend and it was very much needed. Saturday was nothing to write home about; it was cold, drizzly/snowy and I spent the entire day glued to my sofa under a blanket, reading The Bloodletter’s Daughter and avoiding the miserable mess it was outside. Luckily the sun came back out on Sunday and it was a gorgeous day. Margot and I had brunch (outside! On a patio! In the sun!) before heading east to go pumpkin picking.
Have I mentioned I love all things fall and pumpkin? Last year, Morgan, Cassie and I made the treck to this same pumpkin patch about a week before Halloween and it was pretty sad–most of the pumpkins had been picked so we were wandering a pretty empty field searching for a few decent pumpkins. This year was much better, and much busier, and Margot and I wound up with with two radio flyers full of pumpkins. We definitely were the people who arranged the pumpkins in the middle of the field and stood back to see if they would look nicely together. We are such Interior Designers.
I’ve been on one of my creative kicks which comes around every few months or so. In all my goals for the year, I always talk about putting more effort into my art but then it just doesn’t happen. My creative juices do not flow freely anymore and I have found that if forced, the perfectionist in me just ends up frustrated and I abandon the projects. Currently I’m knitting a scarf and on Sunday, I decided to finally make two pieces of art that I’ve been sitting on. I finished one and the other is a work in progress but I will hopefully get that done one of these nights (if I can pry myself away from all the reading I’ve been doing.).
Winter is coming, whether I like it or not. Colorado’s winter is pretty fabulous, I have to admit, and it’s one of the (many) reasons why I love living here and don’t want to move away from here. But winter makes me a little more anti-social. It makes me hibernate a little more and opt out of leaving my house to potentially freeze. This was something I picked up in New York, this need to hibernate. Winters are miserable in New York and every single winter I would wrap myself up in as many layers as I could to go to work and I would swear I was moving somewhere warm. I think most New Yorkers feel the same way I used to about winters there. They were awful.
Coloradoans, though, ADORE winter. And yes, I see the allure; there’s something downright magical about snow falling here (and the mountains are sooo pretty). I just am not ready for it and old habits die hard. All the same, fall is beautiful here and the leaves are finally all changing here in Boulder. It’s a wonderful time of year.
This weekend I have the Great American Beer Festival and then a week later, I leave for San Francisco and Seattle! This is going to be a busy next three weeks so I apologize if I’m a little off the grid (more so than usual?) from here on out. What are you spending your October doing?
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