I had to pick these cute little pumpkins yesterday. The heat has caused my vines to die and I wanted to save these guys. Even though they needed a bit more time on the vine. I think they are so pretty and they do make me feel like fall is trying to come anyway.
I just love this bushel basket full of goodness. My husband is still leaving the house very early in the morning.
This morning I opened the blinds early and had my cup of coffee as I watched the sun come up over the mountains. As the suns first rays hit the grass in the yard it turned the dew in the grass, to a yard of diamonds sparkling in first bit of day.
I decided since it was so early it would be a good time to get back on my walking schedule. I went out to start walking and I hoped for the smell of September. The smell of burning was on the wind. There are forest fires in Northern California and the prevailing wind brings it here. So all around me is the smell of burning wet wood. Time to return to my regular schedule. I admit to liking schedules. I get more done. I am thankful for dreams, and for life and for yes, even trials that help me to keep my vision a bit clearer. It makes me able to feel joy in spite of the circumstances.