i got lucky in life and ended up with two little sisters. we can drive each other crazy and i know middle sister has some sweaters i would like returned, and littlest sister has my nail polish and probably my tan striped shirt, but these are small things. mostly, we just love each other. sisters of a feather flock together.
i am the jo + meg march hybrid, middle sister is the beth, and littlest sister is the amy. each of us with our little personality quirks and way about tackling the world. littlest sister turned a whopping 19 this past weekend. nineteen. she is the baby, and somehow she is now 19 and i got started feeling old.
so, we took her to a pumpkin patch. was it the most sincere? i don't know, but it was cute until it started raining on us and we peaced out to go home and eat dinner/fall asleep by the fire. we looked at pumpkins but got one at the grocery store instead and never had time to carve it, so i still have that left as something i'd like to do this fall. at this rate, i will be carving a turkey into a pumpkin somewhere around the middle of november.
no big deal. life isn't a series of checklists. cool your jets, self. and, now that i think of it, a turkey pumpkin would actually be kind of cool. why do people stop carving pumpkins after halloween? could i be anti-establishment this year and carve a pumpkin pilgrim? big life thoughts over here these days.where we failed in carving, there was face painting of the pumpkin variety.
and we stepped inside the farm store to grab cider and parked ourselves outside on a log because cider and the outdoors. midwesterners gonna midwestern. actually, i will be honest and say that a good 40% of my time is spent thinking: uggghhhh, the midwest. but, it has its charms. festivals and brutal winters and high school marching bands and such.
there is something really special about this time of year. everyone putting on their layers and venturing out on the weekends, searching for all the same things: apples, changing leaves, pumpkins. i've seen so many mentions of anne of green gables and her: "i'm so glad to live in a world where there are octobers."
there is a gladness to it. october is beautiful, in all her quiet, crisp glory. and i'm also glad for my little october sister. happy birthday, boo.
p.s. sorry i was sick and fell asleep at 7:30.