That Fall Feeling

It's officially fall here -- both in the leaves and in the air. I wake up in the morning and walk out onto the patio and the mist hits my face and cools my skin. The food we've been eating -- chesnut rice, baked hard (winter) squash, thick soups -- all smell like fall.

The Halloween mood finally hit us this afternoon, too. We bought a grey wig, a skeleton mask, and another $3 gem from Frock for Aaron's costume. I'm more into Aaron's costume than my own, and in the end, I'm gonna end up looking mostly like myself like I do each year. But no matter what, this Halloween will score, cause the day before, I'm gonna skate!

The big day, we're thinking of staying home, handing out candy if we're able to pick up something cool, and watching old "scary" movies. Maybe making a big pot of bubbly soup?

Tomorrow I'm leaving for Seattle to get in some good quality time with my cousins -- David who lives there and Lisa, Chris, and their daughter Lilia who came to visit from Boston! I'm thinking I'll get home in time for the fall vegany meetup on Saturday night. THEN, Sunday, I'm carving pumpkins and drinking cider with my neighbors.

Crunching leaves, smell of cinammon and chesnuts, and pumpkins, I smell it everywhere.

But right when we were about to leave Last Thursday and turn onto our street, the foulest stench was in the air. The funk of forty thousand years. I had to go see what everyone was milling about outside the coop parking lot. When I heard the music, I broke into a run!

Can I possibly describe how happy this made me? When it was over, my eyes got teary. Seriously, it was that good.