autumn

I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion. -h.d. thoreau my good friend caitlin from california said her mother went to vermont one year, to see autumn. i'm quite drawn to this phase of the year. it's bittersweet.the natural world begins it's hibernation and the frosty essence of a much needed sleep sprinkles the land into a dreamlike state. the hearty woods begin their transformation as their leaves turn rough and fragile.once a soft, mossy green, now a medley of browns, oranges and reds. the shivers, cold cider, apple picking, carving pumpkins,ghost stories and pine scented candles await us! to me there is no better time of year than halloween time, and the month leading up to it. i'm a jew-so i don't get no christmas all you little lucky gentiles out there. and birthdays, eh, not my cup of tea. can't do the tiara thing. and easter, the darling colors, the hunts, the dying of eggs, and ohmyeffinggoddess THE BASKETS OF PERFECTION, but no, the jew gets nonna it. valentines day, sweet, lovely, sexxxxxy, but still it doesn't beat costumes, haunted hay rides, roasted pumpkin seeds, and going door to door getting heaps of true divinity-candy. so, lucky me. ME ME ME, was able to venture off to Vermont last weekend to enter my snow globe of perfection.autumn in vermont :) pumpkins surrounded the country store where we nibbled on maple candy and cold cider we picked apples for the pie we would devour that evening a silly scarecrow dangled as we left the orchard and on our way back home, i truly knew there was a mighty reason why i was coming back to live here