Ahh - the moment I've been waiting for, the glory that is autumn, my favourite season of the year, arrives outside my door on Saturday evening. I can hardly wait!
The trees have known the dimming of the light for some weeks now and so began their season of change.
Soon little ones and big kids like me, will be able to scuff through thick layers of brown, yellow and red. Rustling, crackling, crunching - the leaves last words on the growing the season.
Though they stayed three weeks longer than usual, the last winged wonder swooped in four days ago. Now the hummingbird feeder hangs unvisited, except for the flies, its sweet nectar un-sipped by slender beaks.
But the other feeders remain swinging with activity as finches, chickadees, nuthatches, cardinals, and more fuel-up for flight or cooler temperatures.
Cooler temperatures and fall markets signal to me to get cooking again.
There are pastries to be made then tucked into the freezer for a taste of summer in February.
Even pumpkin puree can be frozen for pie perfection later.
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| Apple Pie |
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| Apple strudel |
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| pumpkin pie |
There are still some tomatoes yet to ripen on the vine, but most I've already frozen whole. They will all soon become rich garlicky sauces for hearty pasta dishes - the perfect antidote to bleak November days as well as those in March.
Comfort food rules in this glorious season.
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| Pecan Sticky Buns |
I do so love this time of year - a tone poem of colour and form, tempo and texture, light and shadow, sweet and savoury.
Bring on the misty mornings!
©2018 April Hoeller
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