Do you see what I see?
There are colors, other than green, in those trees. Just miles from my house. It's coming! It is!
I know it is subtle. I know it's not much. But COLORS!
It. Is. Good!
It is good to see little boys throwing leaves in the air (less good to clean the resulting grime out from under their fingernails, but it's a small price, really).
It's good to know that if said leaves aren't changing colors fast enough for us, we can help things along:
We're feeling good about the fact that Grandmother will enjoy the notecards that came of our afternoon crafting.
And it's a VERY good thing that sweet, talented, Sarah is handy with the Gocco, because I'd like half a million leafy cards please, and I don't have the patience (nor the skill) to hand print them all! (Her beautiful wares are pictured below)
At this moment, I'm feeling extra special good, knowing that all the wee ones are tucked in, dreaming of giant piles of leaves, while a glass of cabernet and this lovely edible pile of leaves awaits me:
(Dulce De Leche Cookies - recipe in this month's issue of Martha Stewart Living)
And the goodest of all (as my Ryder says)? Knowing that afterwards, I get to fall into a (finished!) bed of leaves all my own :-)
That front pillow case was once a thrifted sheet, too small for our bed, but too good to pass up. It's become pillow cases, with an added bit of leafy embroidery, just for fun.
Ah, fall. Slow to arrive, but so, so good.
