Friday Roundup #46
Eighteen trick-or-treaters, a blue wave I never thought I’d see in Texas, my first saffron threads, and a quick lesson on telling your holiday cactus apart.
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How We Do Halloween at the Creek House
How Halloween went at the Creek House: a graveyard that grows every year, store-bought ghosts losing to the wind, and Callie supervising the whole thing.
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Friday Roundup #45
Happy Halloween! A deer-proof motion sensor, ghosts losing to the wind, saffron still thinking it over, and what I’m reading, watching and eating.
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Friday Roundup #44
The roundup that never went out: a late cemetery, saffron at 18 of 25, my first take on Carrie, and a backpost to keep the Friday Roundup numbers straight.
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Sweatshirt Day
Sweatshirt Day has no date, but you know it when it comes. This year it was September 27: the sweater bag came out, the AC went quiet, the window opened.
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Where’s the Pumpkin? Pumpkin Spice and the Art of Selling a Feeling
Pumpkin spice was always pumpkin pie spice. How a dropped word, a pumpkin-free latte and a lot of scarcity sold us a feeling, plus my own homemade syrup.
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Friday Roundup #43
A rainy girls weekend near Tallulah Falls, saffron crocus at last, a rabbit hole called Any Human Ever, World Food Day, and what I’m reading and watching.
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Friday Roundup #42
Saybrook Sage on the powder room walls, the first report from the meat-minimalized week, still no saffron, and a weekend in the north Georgia mountains.
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Friday Roundup #41
A late roundup: the Halloween boxes come home, collards peek through, the Joro spiders take the back yard, Nigella joins the Bake Off tent, and a meat-minimalized week on deck.
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Why October Through January Is My Happy Place
Most people wait all year for summer. I wait for October through January: the oven back on, Halloween, nine pies, latkes, Christmas lights, and a table full of people against the dark.
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Friday Roundup #40
A late roundup: WordPress gremlins, the first real fall mornings, a seafood feast where all sixty oysters vanished, saffron crocus in the ground, and the first pot roast of the season.
