Okay I’m ready, but with 95 degree, sunny days, it still feels like summer in full swing. Except the days are slowly getting shorter, it’s cooler in the mornings and evenings (when I’m not outside), and the light is changing. I have a skylight in my kitchen, right about my white, laminate-topped kitchen counter. When we first moved in, I had to wear sunglasses it was so bright, but then my husband and father climbed up on the roof and covered it with a black solar screen–it’s still surprisingly bright glancing off the white island in the summer, but in the fall and winter months, the light in there is lovely. I actually notice it, stare and sigh. We haven’t quite reached the changeover point yet, but it’s coming.
My husband had to work this weekend, or I would have had him get our Halloween decorations down from the attic. If it would just get a little cooler here, we could really get into the Halloween spirit. So far we have one Transformer-wanna-be and one undecided.
After drooling over Beck’s blogs, I did manage to bake up a chicken pie this weekend and a loaf of pumpkin bread–both were very yummy, but the pumpkin bread made the house smell amazing. I think I’ll make a couple of loaves of banana bread this weekend from my Grandmother’s family recipe–seriously, it’s the best. And I’m making crockpot beef roast for dinner this week. All very cozy comfort food. Now if it would just drop 20 degrees, I’d be good.