Other than cleaning out the summer gardens (mostly) and changing out just a speck of artwork downstairs, I have so far done very little in the way of autumnal nesting. Life is not only full every single day; the seasons here in Oklahoma are in that wonderful transition time. Cool mornings. Warm afternoons. Often downright cold nights. Then hot again. And while many plants are slipping into the elegant beauty of dormancy, just as many are still going strong, Still washing the farm with color and glossiness, life abundant.
So to answer Mama Kat's lively question about what we have done to celebrate the fist days of fall, I have only a few photos to share. For now. Next week may be a whole new story...
I love our cranberry red front door now even more than we first painted it.
Those dried corn stalks are cut from my garden.
I consider them a consolation prize, because we only yielded
three paltry ears of sweet corn from the entire bed this month.
That's more than ever before, but still... Lots to learn.
I think this front door area could use more oomph,
maybe raise the corn stalks?
...but I still love the warm entry to our home.
This is our anniversary garden bench, the rusted metal treasure Handsome gave me over the summer.
It moves around the farm, but right now it is perched at our front door.
It's cushioned on one end with fun pillows, including the one from this love story,
and loaded on the other end with some potted flowers, an old pitchfork, and two watermelons.
I haven't purchased decorative pumpkins yet, y'all.
Free melons from the Lazy W garden with cool old stems and vines still attached suit me just fine.
And do you see what I mean about a blend of summer and fall plants?
I am crazy about sprinkling pansies in with everything else. Cabbages next.
Filled with sweet potato vine, vinca vine, some pansies, and a few old castoff junk items,
this weathered old clay pot is my favorite.
It has nothing to do with the fact that my youngest daughter painted
that blue "Welcome" sign years ago and my heart feels her bright smile every time I see it.
So there you have my slow beginnings. My interim autumn decor. Thanks for visiting! I wish you could come to the Lazy W and sit on this bench and drink coffee with me. Or play with the llamas. Or scruff the buffalo. Or collect eggs then cook something fabulous with them and discuss great books. Or watch the sun set behind the pond and wait for bats and screech owls.
Happy autumn, friends!
"Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
fluttering from the autumn tree."