reverie

I had a delightful realization a few nights ago--we are halfway through August which means it's very nearly fall! I love fall with all the sights and sounds and yummy foods that are often relegated to this time of year even though I believe it appropriate to enjoy them year round. Pumpkin pie? Definitely year round. Pumpkin spice latte? Oh if only Starbucks would keep it on the menu all 12 months of the year. Of course it's probably better for my purse strings that they do not. As it is I can't even remember the last time I patroned their overpriced establishment. I digress. I also recently realized that despite my love for all things pumpkin, well sweet pumpkin as I have yet to endeavor into the savory pumpkin world, I have never been to a pumpkin patch. I'm no country girl, but I do fancy things that seem quintessentially Midwestern or small town America: apple orchards, fairs, pumpkin patches, ice skating. The ironic thing is that I've experienced more