Simple Autumn Decor

I absolutely adore this time of year. Autumn is my favorite season, and September is the sweet spot of the whole calendar. The cool desert mornings and starlit nights, warm days, hints of wood smoke, changing leaves, and the colorful harvest all culminate into a beautiful time of year that inspires and settles my spirit. I want to infuse the colors and the feeling of Fall into my wardrobe, my meals, and throughout my house.

The colors of Autumn trees inspire my color palette most of the year, with rich golds, reds, and bright oranges. Mums and throw pillows add these easily to any room.

A simple, faux leaf garland added to each room- over the bed frame, or across the piano- adds a touch of autumn whimsy.

A simple Pyrex bowl of found goodies becomes a charming still life. Here I used pine cones, cedar, and faux leaves. (If you have more deciduous trees than I, feel free to add in real leaves!)

A black cat always adds a nice touch to autumn decor!

Of course, being Pumpkin Hollow Farm, it is probably obvious that we love pumpkins in this family! Jack be little, Princess, Lumina, or Warty, they all make a lovely display. I hope the new owners of my last house are enjoying their pumpkins, this year we buy, but next year the front of the house will be swarming with many types of pumpkins.

Admiring colorful mums, picking up beautiful leaves, decorating with pumpkins, enjoying a glass of wine, making an apple pie; however you celebrate the season, may it bring you great joy and inspiration!

The End of Summer

The end of summer.

‘Twas yesterday eve that I felt the shift.  The night temperatures would fall much too cold for summer crops.  I gathered my long shawl- orange and reds to match the changing leaves- across my hair and over my shoulders to keep the encroaching dusk chill away and gathered my baskets.

Out into the gardens with falling light I felt for vegetables and fruits in the dirt, on vines, hidden in lush leaves, swiftly clipping and twisting them into my hands.  Watermelons, butternut squash, yellow squash, poblanos, chilies, jalapenos, green peppers, and dozens upon dozens of green tomatoes came tumbling in.

Into the warm house where the fire was lit and the candles dazzled the rainy night.  For rain it poured and torrents of it came, while lightening bid farewell to the summer night games.  An autumn chill has descended here and the nights will stay cool as the sun tends to fall asleep early and the gardening days of fall are almost done.

The oil lamps lit, and candles brighten pages of good books.  And the darkness descends us into a warming rest.  I took a sip of tea and watched him put another log on the fire.

The Autumn Golden Light

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The light filters golden beneath the woolen sky

Illuminating Autumn’s radiance through leaves of brilliance

Maddening shorter days and nights

I know winter is yet to come

Still, that filtered golden light glows

and magnifies the beauty of Fall

and I am hopelessly in love with it all

As the trees loosen their cloaks of crimson and gold

walking in fallen leaves enchants and delights

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Whispers of Autumn

 

fallEven without a calendar

without a clock on the wall

I would know it’s Autumn

I can feel that it is Fall.

 

Perhaps the filter of the light

smoky golden rosy glow

I hear geese coming back

the birds surely know.

 

Slight coolness in its changing breath

such odd stillness in the air

Blue watercolor sky

Tree and moss finery fair.

 

And rich, bold oil painting colors

sweep the landscape with a brush

Wood smoke scents crystal nights

Oh, white winter do not rush.

 

Yes, I would know that it were Fall

sans note or clock or mirror

Lulling whispers in air

say autumn has settled here.

Two Great Pumpkin Recipes; Grilled Pumpkin “Pie” and Pumpkin Buttermilk Pie

I live on Pumpkin Hollow Farm.  We love to grow all types of pumpkins.  We love the movie, “It’s the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown” in this house.  We love all things kid-friendly Halloween and we certainly love pumpkins.  Here are two pumpkin recipes I developed last week so that you can make the most of those delicious orbs in the garden.

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Grilled Pumpkin “Pie”

We were throwing steaks and tomatoes on the grill anyway, may as well throw on the pumpkin slices too!  What resulted was a smoky, savory, sweet treat to go with supper.

Split one small pie pumpkin in half and remove seeds and pulp.  Slice each half in half to make fours.  Place on grill side down on far end of heat or on upper rack.  Turn a few times until tender.

Meanwhile combine 8 Tablespoons of brown sugar with 2 teaspoons of pumpkin pie spice, and a pinch of salt.

When tender, with flesh side up put a pat of butter in each and split up sugar mixture among the slices.  Let melt and transfer to plates.  Pour cream or goat’s milk that has been brought to near room temperature over the pieces.  Tastes like a sweet and savory piece of pie!

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Pumpkin Buttermilk Pie

Buttermilk or custard pie is one of my absolute favorites.  I wanted to incorporate pumpkin into it for the season. 

Melt 1/2 cup of butter

Add 2 cups of sugar and cream together with a wooden spoon

Add 3 Tablespoons of flour and a pinch of salt and blend

Add 3 farm fresh eggs and mix well

Add 1/4 cup of pureed pumpkin and combine.

Slowly add in 1 cup of buttermilk.

Pour into prepared or store bought pie crust that has been sprinkled with sugar.  Sprinkle cinnamon on top of pie and bake at 400 degrees for 10 minutes then lower heat to 350 degrees and continue baking for 40 minutes or until knife in middle comes out clean.

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Autumn Prairie Musings

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I am in love with this place.  It speaks to me…

of heartbreaks healed and promises kept.

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The lingering wood smoke scents the air as the rustic landscape captivates me.  It pulls me in and dances with me across further snow capped peaks and nestles me near in elder Elms.  I am pleased here, at peace, quiet, exhaled.

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Words and new poems run through my mind- cadences and song, psalms and prayers.  I think I have been burnt out for a long time.  Work too hard.  Expect too much of others and myself and often forget to live.  The rabbit that shoots out of the brush and away in a zigzag when I startle him cares not if I answer every call or busy work myself to exhaustion.  The wild world of nature will still be there if our chaos of whirlwind, human made, self righteous living were to end.  It would go on, more peacefully perhaps.  I breathe again and look out across the prairie and realize my soul is connected to this natural world and I come back to myself.

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The prairie is so alive.  Rabbits scamper under brush as owls speak in trees under foliage of vibrant hues.  Hawks circle, the sky is huge here.  Dauntingly beautiful, I cannot even find myself to paint.  I could never match the beauty.  Inspiration fuels me, revitalizes my senses.

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Fall is evident in scenes I failed to notice in our past existence.  Piles of firewood in country front yards.  The thicker white coats on our goats.  Chickens getting new feathers, laying less eggs.  The winds are different, the clouds look different.  The colors increased- vibrant, charged, glowing.

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I watch for birds flying south so I have my timeline of preparedness.  Firewood.  Sweaters.  Pantry full.  Animal feed stocked.  Chimney swept.  Gutters cleaned.  Garden prepped.  Garlic planted.

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My list never ends but may I learn to live in a simpler breath.  Slower.  Methodical.  Meaningful.  Breathe, the air is sweet upon us and Autumn is in the air.

Autumn in the Air

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I felt a chill and knew it’d come

he doth snuck in through the night

on glided rain through corn stalks stealth

a new feel to this dawn light.

 

Coloring as he made his way

green beans wave an aspen gold

birds sing brightly from pine perches

prepare for winter untold.

 

Vast pumpkin leaves unfold with grace

the harvest a blessed sight

glinted orange orbs of autumn hide

peering out to children’s delight.

 

Summer sun will still dance about

her familiar warmth a treat

but in the evening’s autumn mist

fall moves o’er farms on painted feet.

Warm Fall Days

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Happiness is not having deadlines.  Being thankful that I forgot to store the outdoor furniture before November.  A cushioned chair awaits amongst golden piles of crisp leaves.  The ocean blue sky with feathered clouds that stretch lazily across the open expanse.  And the sun, so low and toasty, I cannot help but tilt my face upwards to bask in its glow.  Chickens surrounding me, resting, preening, rustling the leaves, enjoying the warm day.  A cold glass of chardonnay and a Christmas magazine on my lap.

Happiness is a warm fall day.

Autumn’s Face

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The chill in the air awakens again

A peaceful fog has just rolled in

Pull my flannel closer, a warm embrace

Take in Autumn’s beautiful face

The leaves are donning their new painted cloaks

From Wood Vine to the grand old Oaks

Sienna, Gold, Crimson, brilliant dresses

Trees showing off their bold tresses

Warm sun peeks through, shines on my upturned face

Nostalgic wood smoke warms the space

Embracing a cup of steaming spiced Chai

A brilliant azure Autumn sky