Color All Around Me

There was a festival going on at my church this weekend that I went to and enjoyed.  They were serving many different dishes, so my son joined me.  He loves authentic foods from different traditions.  

Cute pom poms adorned the posts

of the building.

Colorful umbrellas

There were even ladies dressed
in their colorful blouses.

We each had a taco and a tamale,
which were so good.

We didn't try the assorted pastries,
but I've had these before.

Lovely handmade signs
(this one means Rosary of love).



Just one of the many festivals
 that my church puts on every year.

Color is the language of
the poets.
It is astonishingly lovely.
To speak it is a privilege.
~Keith Crown

Have a colorful week.

~Sheri

Oh, September

September is a time when I think about home, family, pumpkin treats, and the changing colors of nature.  I tend to think of my mom, who always did her best to get her five kids ready for the new school year.  She cooked a lot, but didn't bake much, and I think that's why I enjoy all those pumpkin desserts so much.  I saw a family of geese when visiting my parents at the cemetery, and one of the geese was limping, as if she injured her leg.  At the park, I noticed something beneath the tree, and after taking a closer look, I was surprised to see a painted rock with a face.   The pomegranates are growing at the Rose Garden, and I thought of Nel, as she has gotten a pomegranate in her stocking every year since she was a child.   I went to a quaint shop in my town and bought an ornament that has three little, but very special words on it.  I've been putting together some children's books to read to Francesca when she comes in.   She loves books now, but sometimes grabs at the pages, so I'll have to look around for the hard page ones haha.  Oh September, I delight in seeing your dancing leaves change color, to sip your hot drinks and eat your pumpkin treats, to savor each moment now, and reflect on the past when our own mothers made these Autumn days so comforting and gentle.

~Sheri

I'd Rather Sit On A Pumpkin

While driving on the road, I noticed this sign from far away.  All it takes is for me to see these two words, and I'm there.
 

 

The Pumpkin Patch is actually at a nursery, so I was able to take pictures of flowers as well.  There were orange pumpkins...and minis,
 

 

 

white pumpkins...and minis,
 

 

 

and even peach pumpkins!
 

 

 

This shaded area by the water fall and pond is often visited by the hummingbird.
 

 

 

 

There were flowers in Fall colors.

 

I loved these huge jugs.
  They would be great for a garden.

 

It's just not a pumpkin patch without bales of hay.

 

Inside the nursery shop, I was looking at the creative fairy gardens to get ideas for when I make a garden
 for Francesca and Mia.

Mine will be very different though, and I already have some funky ideas for it.  ; )

Yes,
I did find just the right pumpkin
to take home with me.

 

I would rather sit on a pumpkin,

and have it all to myself,

than be crowded on a velvet cushion.

~Henry David Thoreau

 

This year I got a white pumpkin, but orange ones are still my favorite. 
And I just have to show you the sweetest pictures that Nel sent me.  Baby Mia is wearing a Harry Potter onesie.
 

~Sheri