Fall.
Everything about this season is wonderful. Warm, rich apple cider. Toasty pumpkin spice lattes. Hot and creamy cocoa. Pumpkin cheesecakes. Pumpkin bread. Pumpkin seeds. Soups. Stews. Crusty bread. Crisp air, and aromatic leaves of all kinds of colors. Maize mazes and state fairs. Pumpkin patches. Halloween!
But I’m not gonna lie, ya’ll–summer will be missed. I’m a Southern girl, and I love a white snowfall as much as the next guy, but I am used to my balmy winters and my light cardigans. Winter in the North is going to be a whole new beast. So Boyfriend and I are trying to enjoy our beautiful days while we still have them, and today was no exception.
Here’s what we did:
Leashed up the dog, and we’re ready to go.
Admire the view (of New Haven). All that water!
Remembering fallen soldiers.
Discovering little snatches of beauty on the trail. We were so high up!
Stairway down the mountain.
Standing on the edge.
Going down was the easy part. Going back up…
Basically the most perfect sky ever.
These are the days I am going to miss. Perfectly warm weather, a cool breeze, and a bright, impossibly blue sky. Fresh veggies and corn on the cob. Plums and peaches. Farmer’s markets and the smell of charcoal. Summer in Connecticut has been absolutely beautiful; I couldn’t have asked for a better one.
But ya’ll, I can’t wait. Soups and stews abound! My crock pot is going to be cooking twenty-four seven. I’ve got some yummy recipes to share: chicken noodle soup, my original pot roast, and homemade marinara sauce. I’m going to be experimenting with food too–the easier the better–because I’m sure we will be spending most of the winter holed up inside.
Yes, I am going to be that person who buys ten gallons of water the day before the storm.
But at least the snow in Connecticut is legit, so I won’t feel as ridiculous like in Charlotte–where people buy out entire grocery stores in preparation for three inch snowfalls.
Yes that happens.
A lot.
Oh, what have I gotten myself into?
Food, Words, and Whales 