Summer flew by with families reuniting, and friends hugging it out. With fall, comes the fall routines I know many of us were desperate for. So I don’t know about you – but I’m not ready to head inside. And, I’m also not ready for large gatherings or even hopping on a plane just yet. In a nutshell, the pandemic has offered me the opportunity to appreciate my home as a sanctuary, as well as a nest. I’m happier than ever in my space.
As these evenings take on a ‘red wine over white wine’ vibe – I still find myself heading outside with my book – the only difference being a few layers, a flashlight, and a cozy blanket. I’m watching the weather and planning a few backyard dinner parties – swapping out summer candles for colours that match the mums, mini pumpkins, and gourds. I love fall!
It seems the days of sweaty kitchen parties and jamming in as many friends as the house allowed has taken a backseat to smaller gatherings, deeper conversations… and carbs. Am I right? It’s pie season, and I’m even going to add ice cream to my enormous slice. Life is short!
I think we are all tired, and maybe there is a bit of post-traumatic stress happening all around us. (Hence the pie and ice cream.) The world has become so polarized, and it’s hard to make sense of it all. We have chosen to hang on to the leader who got us through some rough seas, so maybe we weren’t ready for more change. I’m okay with that.
I am also beyond grateful for the friendships that have kept me afloat through the highs and lows of this wacky, soul-testing period of time. I think many individuals and families have shifted to a quiet life… maybe for the foreseeable future. I’m just happy we can hug again.
As I plan this first fall backyard dinner, I know there will be something savoury and roasted, and local harvest veggies. Maybe the brisket recipe I’ve been dying to try? There will be enough scratchy blankets for everyone, and liquid encouragement to stay outside as long as humanly possible. There will be lots of laughter, and as I look around the table seeing familiar faces lit up by candlelight – I know there will always be love.