As you may have noticed, I just love fall and fall things. And when I was a kid, something called to me about the fall. It was a time of gathering and collecting and busying yourself with preparations. I am good at that. It's that nesting thing I guess. There is a sense of satisfaction at having stockpiled your "nuts" for winter. Literally and figuratively.
My Mother used to tell me how sad the fall was. How it meant that we would have to endure another winter. I understand from her perspective that it was a sad time because she lost her Mom in September when she was very young and my Mom was a bit of a drama queen. She was a spring person. Ugh. My response to spring is just like my nine year old granddaughter every morning of her life......."can't I just sleep a little while longer?" Don't get me wrong spring is pretty and pastel and fluffy but sorry......it loses to snugly and crackling and vivid and brisk.
Today at 3pm it will be fall equinox, Mabon, second harvest, the best time of year. We will celebrate tonight with a mini bonfire (propane powered), cider, sweet corn bread muffins, pumpkin butter and anticipation of snuggling together in the winds that let us know winter will be knocking at the door at the next changing of the seasonal guard.
Here in Albuquerque we host the international balloon fiesta and that for me is another of the jewels of autumn. I know other places have balloon rallies but ya just can't beat the Sandia Mountains and Rio Grande River as backdrop for 800 balloons in the air at one time. It is breathtakingly beautiful. We have friends who have a business just across the road from the Balloon Fiesta Park and every year we are invited to their place for a balloon breakfast with a ring side view. Can't hardly wait.
But for now, I will busy myself with fixing corn to freeze, pumpkin butter to finish, last of the tomatoes to can and ristras to hang. Busy, busy, busy, makes me feel happy. (funny in the summer I am too tired to be busy, crazy old woman)