Oh how I love autumn.  And pumpkins.  Lots and lots of orange pumpkins.  Pinterest suggests a coat of mercury glass paint would look fab.  And it would.  Daughter reminds me that, "It's just not right for this house. It's not you."  Whether that is a good thing or not it is true.  I have a well known, deep seated affection for all things orange and spicy and warm, so every corner is full of that right now.

The mums my husband brought home early in the month are still going strong.  The pot is just slipped into the planter so when they have run their course, we can pull it back out with no hassle. 

The pillows are out.  I have shared before about upcycling thrifted placemats into throw pillows.  I am no expert seamstress but can sew a straight line around and stuff them well.  

And seasonal hand towels.  I can't pass them up at the thrift store. Scarecrows, jack o lanterns, and acorns are waiting at each counter.

Printed muffin liners? Naturally. 

And seasonal kitchen mitts.  Because…88 cents, yall.  It's not magazine worthy, but it is worth every one of those 88 pennies to make them smile when they dry their hands or reach for cornbread or rest their heads. 

"Parents, your children are worth more to you than the unrealities so many of you follow. See to it that you give to your young children a home worthy of the name.  Giving them that, you give them all.    

There have been many as choice Homes.  There have been many as true Parents. In many a soul their memory shines, like a star, and in many a heart they have lit an undying sunshine of gratitude."

Harriot Kesia Hunt