Despite what the thermometer might say today, I’ve made an executive decision: it’s autumn at Buttermilk Hill. I’m tired of summer and it’s time to move on. Mother Nature, wake up and smell the cider! It’s time for the heat to come to an end and the crisp, cool days of fall to be upon us. In an effort to hurry things along a bit, I decorated the front porch for fall this weekend.
It’s so nice to come home and see pumpkins and Indian corn for a change. It’s a refreshing transformation, and it really puts a girl in a better frame of mind.
Apparently Mother Nature isn’t the only one suffering with some seasonal confusion. I looked into a half pot of dirt out back this weekend and found this.
Strangely enough, yes, those are lettuce seedlings. I grew lettuce in this pot in the springtime but pulled everything out once it bolted. Apparently these guys never got the memo. But fine, I’m happy to let them stay. If they insist on growing and providing me with delicious, fresh, leafy goodness throughout the fall, who am I to stop them, right? All I ask is that they at least behave in a seasonally appropriate manner.
So these little seedlings have been transplanted and added to a little fall display on the back porch. You can’t see it in this photo, but there’s a pot of freshly planted spinach seeds right beside it. The spinach says it only needs 44 days to maturity; it’ll be ready before you know it.
Happy fall, y’all!
(This is my own fall metamorphosis. To check out other great transformations, visit Metamorphosis Monday at Between Naps on the Back Porch!)