Fall is one of my favorite times of year.
OK. I’ll fess up. I’m pretty into all the seasons except I don’t like being too cold. Winter gets a little long for me, but fall could go on forever and I would be quite happy.
I love the crisp air, the smells and all the colors. With the historic flooding that happened in Boulder this year, fall has snuck up on me. We went for a family hike this past Sunday and I couldn’t believe the trees. Have you seen them? They’re all different hues of yellow, gold and crimson red.
Fall also tends to kick off a bit of a cooking frenzy in my house. I start to pull out my crockpots and I get more and more inspired to cook up a storm. This week, I’ve been pulling out some of family’s favorite recipes and I’ve been starting to experiment with a few new ones.
My kids were so excited when this one hit the table. And it didn’t last long. Nora took one look at the parsnips and started gobbling them up. Henry was right behind giggling some kind of parsnip-ity song.
I think in honor of the change of seasons, we’re going to have to hit another pumpkin patch this next weekend. Yes, we’ve already visited one, but I just don’t want fall to end.