Going forth

(on the fourth).

Today was a low key day around here, and hence I don’t have much to tell you. We ran some errands and the dutchkid decided to be whiny and cry in public but sadly that’s becoming the norm. I’m convinced it’s because she’s getting ready to turn four.

Lately, I find myself really missing how much time we spent outdoors at our last house on Ft. Benning. We had to run to the post office this morning and the dutchkid asked me if she could ride her bike, “Since we always used to.” We walked everywhere there and it was a rare day that we didn’t play outside. Here it’s much easier to be a hermit and end up in the house all day or driving everywhere. I need to work on that.

I did, however, get outside for awhile with the camera. After her nap, the dutchkid rode her bike and we went down to the local park. It’s been beautiful here the last few days. We had such a cold and snowy October, it feels good to be outside.

I have homework calling me and a recital tomorrow (!) so I had better get a move on.

wait a minute,

wasn’t there supposed to be FALL inbetween summer and winter? The snow looks beautiful on the mountains and all, but wow, that was an about face.

We didn’t actually get snow on the ground today in my neighborhood, it just was rainy and sleety and cold. It’s supposed to be nice again by next week. I’m just not sure my plants can handle the seasonal schizophrenia. It doesn’t really bother me, I’m still enamored with the novelty of seasons after living so long in the land of eternal summer. Feel free to remind me of this next February when I’m sick to death of winter. It was deliciously ironic that today was the last day of summer.

In honor of the first day of fall tomorrow, snow or not, I thought I would take you with me on a trip. To the pumpkin patch…

We went last Friday, when it actually was still summer. In fact, she complained about how the shirt was too hot. She roamed through the entire patch several times, but came back repeatedly to that particular pumpkin. She even attempted to roll several of them, because we’ve been reading Pumpkin Moonshine a lot lately (the little girl in the book rolls a pumpkin down the hill and it runs away. One of our favorites).

And how about an additional detour down memory lane?

Gah! Look at all the chub! I can hardly stand it. Sniff, sniff.

Here’s to a fantastic fall! You can be sure to find me appreciating any beautiful weather from here on out.