"During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year."
I was trying to think of something good to say, to describe my feelings on this beautiful Autumn day, but Poe seems to have summed it up much better than I.
These are the days I love and crave. Give me a cool, crisp, autumn day, throw in some clouds and drizzling rain and a good book and I am in heaven.
I feel blessed as the stifling heat of summer has waned and we are experiencing gray, damp, dreary days. And for a couple of soup-junkies like my daughter and myself, it is sheer heaven.
Yesterday afternoon the temperature dropped, the sky turned gray, and the rain began to drizzle, so I ran into the grocery store to pick up a few things, and spied some bright orange pumpkins as if put out especially for me.
As I proudly wielded on th, my husband rolled his eyes, unsurprised, as it is only two months till Halloween.
On a rainy night with overripe bananas on the counter and a damp chill in the air, it is mandatory that one bake banana bread while watching an old movie on TV. I've tried countless recipes for banana bread, but this one from Joy Of Cooking is a favorite. It has lots of fresh banana flavor without too much fuss and uses only basic ingredients. I often get the urge to bake late at night and these binges are seldom planned, so I don't always have sour cream or buttermilk on hand. And when it comes to banana bread, I am picky. I don't want the flavors of cinnamon, or apples, or other spices getting in the way. I just want the pure simple flavors of banana and walnuts. And I bake the bread in small pans, slice thinly, and serve warm from the oven with a cup of hot cider or tea.
Last night while the rain drizzled and the wind began to blow, we enjoyed our delectable bread, and while we nibbled, in the background we heard the limb of a scraggly bush scraping back and forth against the window screen, making one of those eerie haunted house sounds that you hear on Halloween CD's. I had complained about this annoying, overgrown bush before. So before going to sleep that night my husband said, "Do you want me to go outside and cut that limb?" I responded with a resounding "no." With the autumn weather coming on, I was rather enjoying this creepy, scratching bush. As it reminded me of a haunted house, and he knew how much I loved a good haunted house mystery.