Don’t tell the other seasons, but you are my favorite. Maybe I’m not supposed to play favorites, but I truly can’t help it. It feels glorious to don slippers and pull a blanket up to my chin while I sip my hot coffee in the morning. I love pulling out my big soup pot and letting dinner simmer for most of the afternoon– it just feels cozy.
My only beef with you is that you don’t stay long enough. I feel like I have barely packed away my shorts and flip flops and I want to savor the light layers season, but too quickly I need a jacket and boots. Could you move a little more slowly, please? Hold winter off as long as you can, stay with us!
You may not have an answer for me, but what is up with the pumpkin everything while you’re in town? I feel the bile rise up every day when I see the Facebook posts of pumpkin coffee, pumpkin cookies, pumpkin soup, pumpkin scones– good grief, is there a baked good that hasn’t been polluted with pumpkin yet? I guess that’s not your fault though. I’ll take your broccoli and cauliflower though, they go perfectly in my soup pot.
Welcome, old friend. I’m glad you’re here.