The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry’s cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old fashioned,
I’ll put a trinket on.
The first official weekend of fall has come and with it all the traditions that make the season, there was football and homecoming and a visit to the pumpkin patch and even a campfire with Smores.
This is our truckload of pumpkins. I can’t reveal how many we obtained, but we definitely got our monies worth in Wisconsin where they sell them by the truckload.
Now what to do with these gourds of many colors…
And so our fall landscape started to take shape.
And this is our fall welcome, from our home to yours.
And yes, we are home to a Wildcat or two, here’s her homecoming picture she’s the one in blue.
May the abundant blessings of fall touch your family too!