It feels like this far into October there should be more photos of orange stuff on this blog. That means today is catch up day. Pumpkins, gourds, mums. All jumbled up together, solely for the purpose of celebrating orange-ness.
Which reminds me I have not made a pumpkin pie yet this year and it's high time to correct that. And speaking of baking and fall things... did you see this recipe for frosted snickerdoodle bars? Oh heaven help us all.
I am not sure what it is about "collecting" that appeals to us humans. Looking. Finding. Gathering. Joining. Collating. Re-arranging. What I do know, is that very small collections give me the most pleasure. Nothing to weigh me down.
Easily sorted by color.
Arranged with little effort on the small, slightly rusty, metal tray Aunt Critch told me was a family heirloom.
Mixed up and reformed into a circle,
then back into a square,
and finally into an atypical blooming botanical.
Then back in their tiny containers, in front of the sink, they go.
With the flowers, where the light makes them sparkle and shine. Just like when they were in the cove on Glass Beach rolling in and out with the tide.
