October has been a quite active month with a lot of rain and windows of crisp autumnal weather of the perfect type. Cool air, blue sky and a palette of rusty colour splashes all around.
I think of autumn as a really spiritual and soulful season. It instills a special kind of calmness and introspection.
I have harvested the pumpkins from my pumpkin patch and let them ripen on my kitchen floor.
A happy family of five of different size. I am quite surprised – I really can’t tell what kind of pumpkin this is.
I kept the seeds from two kinds of pumpkins I bought at the supermarket. A butternut squash and a Hokkaido pumpkin. The first one is curvy and the second one round. One had small seeds and the other big ones.
I planted both kinds, but only one of them grew and gave plants. I was convinced it was butternut squashes, but I think these must be Hokkaido pumpkins. In any case, I just love them and I want more of them next year.
I renewed my balcony flora and love how the colours light up the dark. We visited my grandparents’ grave in little Söderhamn and planted a couple of purple heathers and lit a candle. I appreciate this regular ritual. It feels good. After visiting the graveyard, we lunched at our favourite cafe that we always return to. Its fifties’ interiors and history of several decades keeps us returning.
Time could pause for a while – it races by too quickly. I want to seize the day, keep it in my fist and release it slowly. Can I?