Maybe this is just my imagination or maybe this did, in reality, happen, but today as I traveled from home to church to school to home again, the air smelled like pumpkins. Wishful thinking? Excitement over going pumpkin-picking and seeing Criddlets in Syracuse? Perhaps definitely yes. But maybe today the air was full of pumpkins and I wasn't dreaming it.
Tomorrow, Beka will get up at an insanely early hour again, and I will take a math test and write an essay. Maybe, just maybe, when I walk out of the house in the cool, morning light, the air will smell like apples or leaves or pumpkin cookies. Maybe, just maybe, that would totally rock. Here's to wishful thinking!
1 comment:
I made an apple pumpkin bisque last week, and the scent of apples and pumpkins wafted through the air.
I'm glad you're coming here. Pumpkins and apples it is.
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