It’s fall again in the Bitterroot Valley of Montana. The leaves are turning all shades of yellow, gold, and orange. It’s beautiful. Fall is always my favorite time of year. It’s the time when we can relax knowing our summer chores are over and the rat race of the holidays has not yet begun. The wood is in, the garden is harvested, and we can sit—even if just for a moment—and enjoy our rewards.
|from our back deck|
|wood is in|
Our mornings are crisp—sometimes downright cold (16 degrees to be exact!). The afternoons are warm and beautiful, reminding me of plaid skirts, knee socks, lettermen’s jackets and football games. What memories we have of years gone by.Speaking of memories, my husband, Danny, was cleaning the garage the other day and found his mask from one of our all-time greatest family Halloween parties. We’ll never forget that one. It was at Susan’s house and Danny was coming down the curved stairway in big cardboard shoes moaning like Frankenstein in his mask. He caught himself just before tripping and breaking his neck! If I remember right, I was a witch and Susan was a clown. My brothers-in-law were the chainsaw murderer and Jason from Friday, the 13th. We had kids dressed as cowboys, Indians, 30’s girls, 50’s girls, and GI Joes. Susan made an outrageous Halloween dinner with specialty treats. Ah, those were some good memories.
|handsome dude, isn't he?|
Here’s hoping you’re slowing down enough to enjoy your fall—if even just for an afternoon. Take a walk in the beautiful leaves, take some pics of wildlife, carve a pumpkin, bake some squash or an apple pie. Take advantage of the quiet before the storm of the holiday rush!xo