Snacking on boom chicka pop in Holidrizzle (white chocolate and peppermint kettle corn)
Sewing/installing zippers for the first time! I'm a bit timid with sewing, but this tutorial for zippered pillow covers was really helpful. I got to practice matching plaids! By the third pillow, I had the process streamlined. I'm excited that the flannel fabrics are "cozy looking" without being especially season-specific, so they'll carry nicely into post-Christmas decorating.
Attending a women's retreat at our church talking about God's faithfulness and His grace regardless of what season we're in
Smiling at fresh flowers in the kitchen
Smelling and admiring the cold process soaps I made at Springdale Farm. We have to wait for chemistry to happen and for the pH to further drop before using them (the lye is continuing to interact with the oil for 6 weeks until it's at a neutral pH), but in the meanwhile, I'm going to admire them. They are scented with herbs/essential oils and they smell so good.
Babysitting our friends' sweet little girl and seeing how much she's grown
Thinking about taking a break from social media
(frequently) choosing tea over coffee in the afternoons at home
Browsing winter catalogs (purely window shopping, mind you, since my focus is on contentment this month)
Going downtown together to visit his barbershop on a drizzly day
(cautiously) wearing sweaters on cooler mornings
Testing out my favorite pumpkin pie recipe (in anticipation of Thanksgiving in a few weeks! And it's not fair to only eat it once a year when it's just that good)
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.