I like to like things, and I like to look forward to things. I look forward to precisely this time in Autumn almost all year–those one or two crisp, sunny weekends when the foliage is in its full glory and one hasn’t yet seriously thought about the long, miserable winter to come.
Decorative pumpkins, with the same markings as my favorite sugar dumpling squash. They’re so pretty, I just couldn’t resist, even though I’d said “absolutely no decorative vegetables this year”. They didn’t photograph well for some reason, but they’re gorgeous with greens and oranges and yellows.
I went to the Farmer’s Market even though I had planned to have given up, by now. I still haven’t forgiven myself for not buying those orange cauliflowers two weeks ago. So this time I bought two beautiful squash that make smashing closeup pictures.
I mean really. What possible purpose does that serve, except to be beautiful and to give pleasure?
I hope they’re as tasty as they are pretty. Also, because I’m such a sucker for heirloom and novelty varieties, some multicolored carrots.
And because it was so dramatic and beautiful, and so much larger and wilder than the ones in the grocery store, a bulb of fennel.