I made a happy realization this week.
I love the transitional seasons.
As I was perusing the farmers market on Saturday up in Bisbee, I was fighting the temptation to load up on winter squash and pumpkins. I bought a watermelon in stead. Forcing myself to prolong the summer food in my home.
Today I gave in. I had OnGuard in the diffuser (baby is sick), which smells of cinnamon and clove. I had bone broth on the stove, into which I had thrown a chile pepper. My daughter asked me to make her soup, so I chopped carrots, yellow squash, leeks, onion, garlic, chard, and green pepper. I threw in some frozen corn too.
I love roasted vegetables, which speak autumn to me. Soups, cool weather and tea. I try to pretend it feels like fall by turning down my thermostat ;) Trying to convince myself it isn't really 90 degrees outside. At least we have been getting some rain lately. It is lovely and green outside.
I love seeing the sun move in the sky. The days growing shorter, the sun rising and setting more southward each day ( I miss so many summer sun rises because they just seem to come too early). The daylight shifting. It isn't so intense here in the desert anymore. I love the subtle changes, the way it happens the same each year.
I love the transitional seasons. Spring and Autumn. They are my favorites.