click image to enlarge For the first weekend in a long while, I woke up with absolutely nothing on the agenda. How glorious! Wandered out to the back yard with coffee and camera in hand, sat in my favorite chair, breathed deep, and took in the morning. Today is promising to be a hot one, the tail end of our Indian Summer. I'm not one for any day above 78, and this one should be building to the 90's. So with that in mind I settled in to enjoy the cool beginnings of the day. Daydreaming about the pumpkins and falling leaves to come, I picked up my camera and took some last summer shots of the garden. I decided to shoot only what I could see from my chair. A "Pat's eye view". Hope you all have a wonderful weekend.
Fall has to be without a doubt, hands down, my favorite time of year. As the summer hangs on to all that she can, calling in her cousin "Indian Summer" to linger a bit longer, I can still detect through her heat, the unmistakable scent of fall. Pristine blue skies, billowy white clouds, and crisp breezes will soon fill the air. Right around the corner will be all the colors of her season...orange, yellow, red, brown and the subtle shades in between. Pumpkins will grace front porches sharing space with the odd scarecrow, spider-web, and black cat. All in the efforts to treat or scare away the little goblins of Halloween. Chrysanthemums will pop up where bright summer annuals used to be and wreaths of autumn leaves will hang on front doors to greet the friends and family we are blessed to share our tables with on Thanksgiving. It is truly a season as rich as the colors it wears.
Flaky, buttery, crisp, chewy, savory and sweet. I'll take one of each! From the wonderful croissants to the incredible focaccia combinations, nothing beats the bread booth at the market. His combinations are amazing from the Blue Cheese Walnut bread to the Kalamata Olive Piccolo. I can never leave without something and try to choose something different each week. There is something so romantic leaving with a baguette sticking out of my straw bag, some sunflowers, fresh greens and a bottle of wine. Kind of makes me feel like I've spent the morning in Tuscany,or Provence... and I didn't even need a plane ticket.