I used to kind of go all out when it came to decorating the house for fall and Halloween.
But now that the kids are older, and one isn’t even home for Halloween anymore, I’m doing less.
It makes me a little sad. Why did I only decorating when the kids were little? My mom still decorates her home for Halloween, which I love, and I know my kids do as well.
Ella even asked me yesterday, “When are we going to decorate the outside for fall, mom?”
Gotta get on that.
We went for a long drive in the country last weekend, and it was genuinely life-giving because ever since it turned to fall here, I’ve been sick with a cold/upper respiratory/sinus infection that won’t seem to go away.
The drive was spectacular, full of the beginnings of fall color, 65-degree weather, our dog on the console between my husband and me, and our youngest daughter in the backseat asking all sorts of questions about barn shapes and countrysides, and how, if we ever win the lottery, can we buy a big old farm and have lots of animals whose only jobs are to sit, eat, get fat, and be utterly and completely loved.
Of course, we have to buy lottery tickets for that to happen.
Gotta get on that.
We used to travel to pumpkin fields and choose our own, the girls barely able to hobble back to the haywagon with their massive pumpkins the size of their torsos. But now we’re content with picking up a couple from a roadside wagon grown in the backyards of rural homes on one of our weekend drives.
Cider donuts from the our pumpkin farm aren’t as good as they used to be.
Side note- The cider donuts at Dunkin’ Donuts are even better. Pass it on.
Side note part two- I went to my local Dunkin’ this weekend and they said they were discontinued.
Fall for me has always been less about haunted houses and apple picking and pumpkin farms and more about enjoying the remaining lovely weather (when it isn’t raining) by keeping the windows open, or making caramel apples on a random Wednesday afternoon, or sitting on the patio with a cup of coffee, watching the squirrels get ready for winter, or scavenging local thrift stores with the girls to find a unique “homemade” costume.
It’s shivering in the stands of the local high school cheering on our hometown team and oldest daughter’s alma mater.
It’s sitting in a barn in the country, listening to the clops of horses hooves on gravel and hearing canter up! echo throughout the farm.
It’s bonfires in the backyard with loved ones with wine to keep us warm.
My mom has made a huge pot of chili (among many more goodies) on Halloween night since I can remember and it is a tradition that I look forward to almost more than Christmas.
Something about walking into her home on trick or treat night and smelling chili is more comforting to me than she will ever know.
It definitely helps me ease into fall knowing some of my most favorite people in the world surround me.
I might not be fully embracing fall yet because I know the season that follows it but I know I can do fall in small doses.
And having fun size Kit Kats definitely helps.