As the leaves blow around they stir so many memories. Some who read this will remember Jack and I had a big red house in town for a few years as well as the little cape in the country.
We were still working on it here, the fence became gray after a coat of paint and a great many small trees and bushes were added. Just the same I had pumpkins on the porch.
Our cape in the country was the house of our dreams, Jackie put untold work into it for us.
My favorite quilt pattern has always been pineapple log cabin. See what great colors this one had! Another name for the pattern is Windmill blades. I do not have one now but always hope one will turn up. Brian and Cora sent the bittersweet from Connecticut.
I had wonderful gardens those years! See the pumpkins we grew!
Patches the cat was good help.
Eleven small big tooth maples were carefully nurtured so that one day they could make color against the red buildings. The crepe myrtle turned red and the pecan trees gold so there was a wealth of fall color for our little New England house.
Christmas for 2016 is coming with its share of nostalgia also. But it too will be a sweet one.
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