I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it? (from Anne Of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery)
Today was the perfect October day. It was cool and cloudy and full of the warmth of friends. We filled our kitchen with the smells of baked things and bacon. We filled the seats around our table with neighbors.
We filled our stomachs with good food and we enjoyed the sounds of many children playing. We held babies. We laughed and we made plans and we worked puzzles with the kids and we just had a lovely morning.
Then we went to the pumpkin patch because…October.
The kids ran around trying to pick up pumpkins while we ran after them trying to get good pictures. They rode a little train pulled by a tractor while we nervously prayed they wouldn’t tumble out and wondered about the driver who appeared to be about pre-teen age. But they just seemed to be having the time of their lives so we held back our fear a little and let them enjoy their childhood.
Then it started pouring cold, heavy raindrops and we ran to our cars laughing, leaning over seats to get the kids buckled without getting soaked. In Texas you don’t ever complain about rain. You just laugh and enjoy it and tell the kids you’ll buy pumpkins another day. Then you spend the afternoon resting and playing board games and just enjoying October.