The colors that paint a butterfly’s wing
As someone born in the early part of fall I’ve always had a soft spot for the transitional months between summer and winter. The mosquitos disappear, gardens are harvested, and there’s this interesting transition in the landscape when hidden things are unveiled as the clutter of leaves depart.
Jumpin’ Pumpkins
For the last two summers we’ve had a little pumpkin patch in the yard where these orange beauties get loads of sun and have plenty of room to stretch themselves out. This past summer we witnessed our first ever pumpkin theft by a black bear, but otherwise the pumpkins are generally left alone to get big and bigger as the summer wears on. These five pumpkins were designed by a fairy-band of children under the ages of nine – with only a little bit of help from a knife wielding adult. I find it hard to pick a favourite amongst them, though the understated one that is second from the left has a deceptive simplicity to it.