It's official, Fall has arrived. Seems like some years I really look forward to it, and it takes forever to finally get here. Other years, I barely get into the swing of summer and the leaves are off the trees!
Having a house makes the changing of the seasons much more apparent. For example, I decided this morning to forego watering the brown front yard because the rain will start soon. The same reason was given for waiting to transplant a few perennials. Why move them now and stress about watering when Mother Nature will soon do it for me? Other perennials got cut back for the winter and mulched lightly with the leaves they dropped after transplanting last spring. My hope is that they will resprout just a wee bit before cold weather hits, and I'll have nice little green mounds in the beds like last winter.
The garden is also getting ready to bed down. It's a delicate dance. I want to give ample time for the last few things to ripen, but I also have to admit at a certain point they just never will. This year there is also the added stress of needing to remove all of the garden to make way for new grass. It has been determined that since the house will go up for sale, and the group most likely to be attracted to it is young families, they would sure appreciate having lots of room for kids or a dog to play. Really, that grass ought to have been planted a few weeks ago, but I wasn't going to give up all of my tomatoes and winter squash!
We are also only a week from my birthday. It's kinda silly but I still get excited about them, and dissapointed when absolutely nothing happens. After one disheartening year, I decided my gift from Sweetie would be a pie every year. He would be welcome to do more, but he's not big on celebrations or gifts. Most years, it's pumpkin pie. Once was a Ginger Peach. Oh my goodness; it was heavenly. Since I am back to being "good" with food and trying to lose the 15lbs I've gained over the last year and a half, I think it will have to be something decadent but small.
Fall is also really great for eco-friendly craft supplies. I start looking for acorns and pine cones. Not that I do much with them, but I like to collect anyway. One of these years I will get really motivated at the right time and make christmas ornaments or something from them. I have seen very classy pinecones dressed in glitter. Once, I painted two acorns to look like a penguin. It was super cute until the acorns finished drying and he wound up with a split in his pants.
Not everyone is so happy, however. Porter loves the sun and hates the rain. Pretty soon he'll be miserable, and it will become difficult to get him up and moving between breakfast and dinner. Fellow drivers also get a little cranky when they don't get to see the light of day; going to and from work in the dark just isn't good for them.
Strange, I never think of winter as snow or frost or ice... Oregon winters are about rain and grey skies. Guess that will change when we get to Indiana. What sort of culture shock am I in for when we arrive in January?
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