
I am blessed to live in a place where I can experience the changing seasons. I have always loved January, with the beautiful glistening blanket of snow covering the frozen ground. I love spring, when the flower bulbs begin emerging from the earth, and summer, when I can listen to baseball while grilling dinner and watching my vegetables and herbs grow.
But the season that seems to touch my heart β and all of my senses β most deeply is autumn.
As a little girl, I remember looking out our picture window and seeing the brick Cape Cod-style houses along our street decorated with mums and pumpkins on their front porches. The street was ablaze with red and sugar maples dressed in brilliant shades of yellow, orange, and red.
Later, as a high school student, marching band made fall especially exciting. I looked forward to learning our new music, marching in parades, and performing at football games beneath those cool autumn skies.
Home, though, was perhaps the most treasured part of fall.
There were morning breakfasts of hot oatmeal and coffee percolating on the stove. Pots of chili and stew returned to our evening meals, along with Sunday roasts. Favorite television shows came back with new seasons, and the house somehow seemed warmer and cozier as the days grew shorter.
And then there were the holidays.
I loved helping my mother decorate and prepare our favorite recipes. We grocery shopped and stocked our pantry with everything we would need for the weeks ahead. I still remember my mother, father, and me filling three grocery carts and thinking that a $135 grocery bill was absolutely exorbitant! π
Autumn is a time I cherish for its crisp air, trees that look as though they have been hand-painted in vibrant shades of yellow, orange, red, and purple, cozy dark evenings with candles glowing, a warm fireplace crackling, and the comforting aroma of a pot of chili simmering on the stove.
Maybe that is why I love autumn so deeply.
It carries with it pieces of every season of my life β childhood memories, family traditions, the comfort of home, and the quiet reminder that there is beauty in change.
Here at Rosemary Thyme, weβre wishing you a cozy, warm, and colorful autumn filled with joy, beautiful memories, and all the little comforts that make a house feel like home. ππ‘π
Helene π
Rosemary Thyme πΏ
Fall In Love With Home Again ππ‘
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