Mid-Autumn

First, our Halloween.  All in all, it was a good one.  Henry remembered Halloween last year (because who could forget his David Crowder awesomeness?!), but I don’t think he remembered the candy.  That will not be the case next year.  That kid loves his “nem-an-ems” and Skittles.

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I had big plans for a Clark Kent/Superman costume, but it all fell apart at the last minute.  I was super grateful that Dawn had just handed down an astronaut suit, because when Henry looked in the mirror after I forced him to put it on, he got that look of shy delight that I love.  And Lucy was an adorable little strawberry.

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We had a full Saturday, complete with a perfect fall day for our church’s Trunk or Treat, trick or treating in our neighborhood, and dinner guests.  Luckily we’d carved our pumpkins the week before.  Note:  Henry was excited about this and then wanted nothing to do with it.  I need to be emotionally prepared, if this is how Christmas goes at this stage of life…

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Changing subjects completely, my boss took us over to get our pictures taken with Speaker of the House John Boehner on his last day.  So that was cool.  It’s been a weird little while at work.

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Weekend before last, my cousin Matt was in town to photograph the Marine Corps Marathon, so he came and hung out with us for a couple of dinners.  He took this picture of Jason and me in our kitchen, which I just love for some reason.  It seems to capture something about us and our partnership, though I can’t say just what.

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And in other news, I am so grateful for fall.  A couple of times in the past week, things have been falling apart at home for whatever reason, and I’ve grabbed snacks and blankets and my running shoes and tossed my kids into the jogging stroller and just started to move out over the fallen leaves, and everything gets better.  Days like today are so crisp that the trees actually seem to sparkle, like jewels lining our path, and the colors on the maple trees are almost impossibly perfect.  Leaves float to the ground all around me like someone is joyfully sprinkling me with them, and I want to throw back my head and spin around.  Today the weather has been just about perfect, but even the misty, cloudy ones are beautiful, and the smell of musty wet leaves as I push that stroller through them makes me human when five minutes ago I just wanted to scream.  I am so grateful for fall.

the view from my stroller

the view from my stroller

I feel in the fall like I could not possibly sit still enough or long enough to soak in all the beauty.  I was recently reminded of that C.S. Lewis quote about beauty, and in the fall I understand it so well, that

 “we do not want merely to see beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words-to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it.

“That is why we have peopled air and earth and water with gods and goddesses and nymphs and elves-that, though we cannot, yet these projections can, enjoy in themselves that beauty grace, and power of which Nature is the image. That is why the poets tell us such lovely falsehoods. They talk as if the west wind could really sweep into a human soul; but it can’t. They tell us that ‘beauty born of murmuring sound’ will pass into a human face; but it won’t. Or not yet.”

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Yes.  That is how I feel in the fall.