Sunday, October 9, 2011

Homesick for Home

 I love fall. As I've gotten older, it's become my favorite season, not only because it includes my birthday, but because it's such a beautiful time of year.  This picture was taken last year when I went home for a weekend right around harvest time. Dad's still pretty old fashioned with his two-row picker, but it sure gets the job done (and makes use of Grandpa's equipment!)

Last night, I watched the movie "13 Going on 30." I forgot how much I enjoy that movie, and spent the rest of my evening living life through the eyes of a 13 year old. It was liberating in a way, smiling and laughing at funny things I saw around the house. Next time I need a pick-me-up and a step away from adult life, I'll watch that movie.

There's a scene in the movie where Jenna return home and sits in a closet trying to send her 30 year old self back to her 13 year old self. Her parents come home and find her, and she gives them huge hugs. For some reason, I cried at this point, something I've never done before. So, it's logical that today, when the day is a perfect fall day, the trees are a rainbow of red, yellow, and orangey tints, and the weather is quintessentially fall, I'm finding myself a little homesick, both for home and for my childhood. Not to worry, I'm not homesick enough to sit at my computer and cry. I'm just homesick enough to remember all the wonderful things I did at home during the fall season.

 While I may not get home in time to see this sight again, I can still remember all the good times associated with fall.

Things like:
- raking leaves into huge piles and burying myself at the bottom
- piling all the leaves into the truck and pushing them off the back while Mom drove down the cornfield
- apple. cider. Enough said.
- carving pumpkins
- making a giant corn shock in the middle of the yard around the lightpole, and later using it as a fort.
- campfires anytime and every time the weather was gorgeous
- taking a family drive up north along the Mississippi River to Gutenburg to have a picnic and look at the trees changing color
- walking down to the creek
- driving tractor to help with the Harvest (or bouncing around the field in the gray truck with Stephanie White)

What are some of your favorite memories or activities of fall?

1 comment:

  1. I have been feeling similarly!! I always like it if I can go home once during each season, but there are too many things I want to do to fit them all into one weekend!

    I remember walking home from school. I really miss having the excuse to be outside, let my mind wander, see the leaves turn, and listen to them crunch under my feet.

    Curling up with a book and an apple. When fall comes I swear I can smell apples outside, even when there are none around.

    Going to Weir's apple orchard and picking out apples and fresh cider!

    Raking up leaves and jumping into them! Making leaf forts with my brother! Leaves getting tangled in my hair! (I wonder how it would be now that my hair is shorter?)

    Leaf fights with my family!

    Carving pumpkins!

    Going to a pumpkin patch and running through the maze! Hayrack rides. These weren't really traditions but really fun the few times I did them.

    Next time we're together during the fall, let's rake ourselves a leaf pile!!