food, crochet, merriment
We’ve certainly gone to our share of Farmer’s Markets. When you’ve been around, you learn a few things.
If you’ve ever gone to a farmer’s market and smelled the flowers and homemade soap…
and tasted the apples and peaches and thumbed through the old books…
and sampled the 47 different treats that can be made with a pumpkin…
then you also probably also know that the best time to go to a farmer’s market…
is when the trees look exactly….like….this.
Everybody knows that.
Ask around.
Soooo–many times when I’m making a little crochet character, I’m nearly overwhelmed with supreme selfishness…
to the point that I want to finish the pretty thing and throw it in my purse…
and leave the country….
to keep it for myself, instead of giving it to the person it is meant for.
So far, I’ve always pulled myself together, mustered up a little maturity and sent–whatever it is–on it’s merry way.
That is…until now.
This little turkey nugget was just so CUTE that I was over come.
I couldn’t help myself.
After much deliberation, I’m afraid I kidnapped him and hid him away in a secure location and…you know…
made another one.
No one will ever know of my treachery and dreadful deception.
Except that I just told you.
Dang it.
You know that funny place where Summer is pretty much done, kids are back to school, everybody is ready for Autumn…
but the weather isn’t quite playing along yet?
Yeah, that’s where we are now. Too breezy and cool to actually swim, but then, the next day it’s 230 degrees on the porch.
Mother Nature make up your MIND already!!
So, as to not feel thwarted in my desire to decorate accordingly, the colors that felt to me like this middle space between the hot days and Halloween– I came up with these.
Maroon and lavender and deep green and a variegated mixture of them all. Clever–yes? It kinda looks like a bright, yet ready-for-Fall-ish sort of concoction, don’t you think?
At any rate, it makes me smile.
So go ahead Mother Nature–do your thing. I’ve found my color “happy place” in spite of you.
And we can stay here comfortably till the leaves come down.
Awwww…little Tarmac is off to school!
Don’t you just love his sweet back pack?!!
My favorite parts of this squirrely “get-up” are the teensy books hanging from his arms. Heehee.
Perhaps I have too much time on my hands. Perhaps my priorities are a bit mixed up. Perhaps it’s just freaking fun to imagine how people smile when they see this little guy each month. Pretty sure that’s why I do it.
All I know is I sure giggled a lot with this one.
That’s always time well spent.
Perhaps I take pictures of this same lovely stuff year after year, but, oh, my goodness–I can’t help myself.
I wander around out back thinking that I’ll just snap a couple of pictures, and be done with it and then something magical happens.
Nothing is as it was last year. The greens seems way brighter…
the red, so much more brilliant…
and when did the juniper bush grow those pretty little pods?
New browns and greens and yellows and reds that Autumn has never, ever come up with before!
All crisp, all unique and all beautiful…
just like every, single year.
