Monday, September 30, 2013

Farewell Another September

Another September slips away...

I have the hardest time letting go of September. I want to keep it here, to savor its sunny days and blue, cloud-dotted skies. I want to breathe deep September mornings, to soak in its fresh, autumn flavored afternoons, and stare into its star-studded midnight skies. I want to stretch Septembers days another two or three weeks longer. Is that okay?

When I was a little girl, September marked the end of summer. It meant new school clothes, a bag of fresh school supplies, and an appointment with the bus stop each morning. Late September of 1981 brought someone brand new into my life. A tiny, little boy made his way into our world and changed our names to "Mom" and "Dad". He brought love, laughter, and a new perspective on life. Four years ago, as September slipped away, so did the greatest man in my life, and we said farewell to Dad. And then, last year, September once again brought us someone new, a "not-so-tiny" little boy named Jacob who brought our then grandchild total to five.

Of all the months throughout the year, if I was to pick a favorite, it would have to be September. It is a month of starts and finishes, hellos and goodbyes. It comes with falling temperatures, changing colors, and layered clothing. I've traded my summer footwear for shoes and socks, pulled sweatshirts out of hiding, and tossed an extra blanket over myself at night. Chili cook-offs are gearing up, apples are making their way into pies, and pumpkins are showing up on front porches. How could I not love September?

I tried a new recipe tonight. Made that Pecan Pie Bread Pudding. My family says it's yummy. I'm sticking to my gluten free-ness  though. I'm two weeks in. I had one of my gluten free Snickerdoodles piled high with whipped cream instead and it was pretty yummy too.


  1. I think September is my favorite, too. :) I wish it had gone by a little slower!

    1. I just left for Minnesota on the 6th. How could September be over already?

  2. WE have had an unusual September here in Southern Oregon. Apparently, the second wettest one in history. Usually, it doesn't rain until at least 1/2 way through the month. By that time, this native Oregonian who spent most of her years in raining Portland is getting really antsy for the rain. So I'm happy. But it has definitely been unusual.

    1. When I moved to New Mexico way back in the olden days, I found myself eventually longing for a gray and overcast day where I could curl up, do nothing, and not feel guilty.
      If I ever move to Oregon, I'm going to buy myself a fancy umbrella.

  3. I was thinking the same thing, Martha...
    Where did September go...
    It is also the month of our wedding anniversary, my youngest daughters birthday, my Mom's birthday, and my dear late SIL Maggie's birthday...
    I don't find it as pretty this year...maybe that is yet to come...
    Love the crisp air...crunchy leaves...and as you pies!

    Enjoy your day!
    Linda :o)

    1. Linda, I have to admit, I do have a soft spot for October too with its awesome color displays and leaf jumping piles. It's a wonderful time for hay rides, apple picking, and visits to farm markets. And, as a child it was a great time for playing in the narrow strip of woods between our neighborhood and the local school. It might even be my favorite time of year to head out with my camera in tow.