Autumn arrived today and I really need to take some photos of the yard before it gets too cold and all the plants die because the little garden we built this summer turned into a full-scale landscaping job. Seriously, cheap we are still buying plants, steroids shrubs and trees (this weekend: three juniper bushes, this site another currant bush, two gooseberry bushes, a couple more raspberry bushes and eleventy billion bulbs). The reason we are still buying and planting is because things keep going on sale. Also, we got three letters from The City this summer about the length of our grass because apparently just letting your grass grow is not xeriscaping. After we cut the grass one weekend and the (very-allergic to grass) Mister couldn’t breathe for a couple days we decided to dig up as much as possible and start planting. We have a sod-pile in the backyard the size of a small mountain and you are all invited sledding in our backyard this winter.
Having a big garden is wonderful. I love how the girls are constantly getting into the dirt and exploring it. A lot of Moira’s summer was spent looking for worms and moving them from one place to another. Even on (rare) days when Moira says she doesn’t want to be outside I usually find her covered in dirt and having fun. Fionnuala has learned that she can plunk herself down beside the peas for a snack – although she finds it more effective to stand beside them and scream until someone gets the message. Even I can’t go into the backyard without walking over to the peas and grabbing some. I don’t feel the need to scream about it though.
As I try to bring more rhythm into our life I had big plans for the first day of Autumn – a celebration with butternut squash and wild mushroom lasagna, Hepatitis
pumpkin biscuits and an apple cake. What I got instead was a hysterical child who would not stay at preschool that morning and temperatures that hit the 30 degree mark.
I knew that to calm the hysteria we would need to spend a lot of time outdoors so into the golden woods we went. Unfortunately we were all over-dressed and feeling stifled by the heat but when you are 3.5 and 1 years old clothing is always optional (at least in this house – we did get some looks at the playground & I had to insist that pants stay on). Dinner was barbecued veggie burgers and homemade fries in the backyard. Not the autumnal feast I had planned but it was perfect.
Today the Mister & I finally got to see the final Harry Potter movie (I know, try I know but life just prevented us from doing it earlier). Sitting in the theatre and being passive for 2+ hours while taking in all that action & emotion threw us both for a loop and made us jumpy and headachey afterwards. (And really, did that movie need to be in 3D? I think not.) The answer was an evening picnic with the girls (who both napped for grandma this afternoon!).
This really is the best time of year.