october came out of nowhere. all of a sudden, we’d used our window AC – that sweet summer lifesaver - for the season’s last time. we grabbed quilts from the closet to hold off the chill, not yet ready to crank the heat.
i love a sneaky season.
bethlehem is beautiful in the fall, fittingly anxious for the Christmas season. the lack of streetlights is more evident each morning and the mountain loses her green in skinny layers. i like to think she’d go naturally grey if she had the choice. but the red is nice, too. we’ve already put celtic fest and harvest fest behind us, but i’m certain there are other fall things to fest around. soup perhaps? cider? i’ll let you know.
the girls at lehigh pulled out their leather boots but aren’t quite ready to lay their short shorts to rest. luke is reading double-full-time and i’m obsessed with roasting squash. if there’s squash in sight, it’s going in my oven. you’ve been fairly warned, and are cordially invited to dinner. we’re having squash.
i miss it tonight, as i’m again traveling too-long weekends for work, missing my ballet class, conventioning the country. the next two days i’ll drive highways through Pennsylvania, Viriginia, and Maryland, letting trees and good tunes make up for thin hotel walls and my current neighbor who talks well above business casual decibel.
i’m already planning lunch-break walks up Market Street, to the corner just past the post office where the view opens up and the Steel Stacks sit just so against the hills. if they’re planning for a christmas card, this would be that very best side.
happy october friends.
Yes mam. You keep a scene moving in a direction that makes it hard to stop reading. It’s like you start a ball rolling down hill and you can’t stop till it reaches the bottom. I wonder, though, if you done here. It seems like you could explore some of these scenes as the month moves on.
I want to visit PA in the Fall. It sounds like my kinda town.
And by the “wonder if you’re finished” (oh the bad gram and typo), I just mean that I could read about 700 more words of this stuff. It’s so good, Abby.
your bad grammer are welcome hear.
and thank you, friend.
Your is mostliest welcomed.
Abby-
We share your madness for squash. Missing you and Luke. Maybe the holidays will bring us all back together.
a, m, b & h all send their love and warmest greetings too.
Bub
rob!
thanks for stopping by! tell all the letters in your house (including s) that we miss and love them!
I’m so glad you reminded us of this gem, because I seem to have missed it the first time around. This was yummy, and not just for the squash :)