In my haste to usher in Fall, I neglected to bid a proper farewell to what was arguably our most exciting, action-packed summer to date…
“All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer– one of those summers which come seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going– one of those summer which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends, and delightful doing, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.” -L.M. Montgomery
This time last year in Montana we were already tucked in for winter beneath a dense blanket of snow. Here in Oregon I’m grateful for an extended, moderate autumn of crisp misty mornings, scores of geese honking overheard as they navigate the fog, foliage a fiery kaleidoscope, and occasional, cleansing rain-showers; boots, sweaters, soccer fields and pumpkin spice.
Pumpkin-carving drum circle:
The girls helped out with a pumpkin party in Little Man’s kinder class.
Next up’s Thanksgiving, but because we steer clear of the spooky stuff our pumpkins and gourds and harvest-y décor is staying put for a while– I’m not eager to see it go. Have I mentioned I love fall?