Listening to 50% christmas music, 50% the new Vanessa Carlton album. We discovered it by accident when I jokingly put on A Thousand Miles, but the new album is ethereal and sparse and so good.
Making old-fashioned orange cloves. They were easy and surprisingly satisfying and to make (make a bunch of holes with a toothpick, then push in the whole cloves) and the pop of citrus is perfect for wintertime.
Smelling a peppermint soy candle and the clove-y oranges, of course. Yum.
Reading the December issue of Real Simple and A Light in the Window by Jan Karon.
Watching Christmas movies à la: Christmas with the Kranks, Serendipity, The Holiday, and White Christmas
Eating fancy dark chocolate we got in a gift swap and leftovers. I love meal-planning, but making the right amount of food for the two of us is a bit of a work-in-progress
Running (figuratively) to the post office and running (literally) outside, trying to get back into the habit of exercise.
Snacking on white chocolate peppermint kettle corn (yum!)
Piecing together a Lord of the Rings puzzle. It's 1000 pieces and all of them are covering the entire kitchen table, and we even have the extra leaf in(!)
Dating at the movie theater for the new Star Wars movie. Oh, we loved it so much! I never knew I could find a little robot so endearing (don't worry, that's not a spoiler)
Preparing my heart with the She Reads Truth study and a personal study of Hebrews. I never knew how much Hebrews highlighted the significance and specialness of Jesus. It's the perfect pre-Christmas read.
Fall feels like a number of transitions, one right after the other. We are now bridging into late fall, with lots of frost in the mornings, first sightings of bare trees, and darker, cozier evenings at home. Of course, there is talk of Thanksgiving and Christmas on the horizon too, along with early preparations for those. I do tend to be swept by the momentum of this season, if I'm not careful. I'll admit that Christmas music accompanies us throughout the day sometimes, and I've already done most of our shopping, but I do want to be intentional to savor the almost-but-not-yet. To not wish away November and it's baring of trees in favor of the glow of Thanksgiving and Christmastime. There is great beauty and contentment in this month, as well. I don't want to miss it.
We've taken to a regular "cozy hike," as we've termed it. A nearly wooded path, my favorite spot for fall color, a wagon, an eager toddler, a cozy blanket, and snacks. I look for the bright red leaves, since those are a favorite for both of us. And we also look for acorns and pinecones, treasures on the ground.
I'm typically in a rush to wish away the hot days of summer, to exchange them for cozy days, sweater season, cool mornings. I'm an optimist, and that optimism frequently couples itself with being future minded. Constantly looking forward with hope, but also sometimes looking forward with misplaced longing that can inhibit me from being present. But this past weekend, the events of both days were lovely, and being present felt easy and good.