Pumpkin Patch


Last week we kicked off the fall season with our annual trip to the pumpkin patch, and I thought I would share some of the pictures here with you.

We went to the same place that we went to last year, and I feel like they kind of upped their game this year. Maybe it’s just because Esmé is older, and can enjoy it a little bit more? Whatever the reason, we all got in on the fun this year.

You guys. If your pumpkin patch place has a corn crib, you have to get in it with your kiddos. Seriously! I have no idea why I didn’t do this with her last year when we went, but it was so much fun!

Yes, I tried making a corn angel. No, it did not work. It was quite the workout trying though. I was only smiling in the picture because I was laughing at myself for being so out of shape and out of breath! Bonus about playing in the corn crib…your skin feels super soft afterwards. Even my jeans were softer. It was the craziest thing. The only bad thing about it is that it gets everywhere. Have a broom, or vacuum handy when you take off your clothing at home.

Even their corn maze was better this year. Both Emile and I thought that the corn was much taller than it was last year. It made for quite the adventurous game of hide and seek. Actually it was more a game of hide and scare with Papa. Emile would run off in front, hide somewhere, then jump out when we came looking for him, trying to scare the living daylights out of Essie. She loved it and hated it at the same time. It was pretty hilarious.

We didn’t find the cool bumpy pumpkins that we did last year, but we still found 3 good ones. Esmé was so proud that she got her very own pumpkin that was ‘just her size!’

Every year I look back at older pictures of her on various holidays to see how much she’s grown, just to torture myself. So for your viewing pleasure, here are a few comparisons…



*Quick story… I actually have the above picture on my phone as a ‘live’ background. So Esmé has been watching her 2 year old self shove corn down her shirt for a year, and could not wait to do it again. It’s the only reason I was actually able to get an exact reenactment of this picture.



I don’t even think she could reach the steering wheel. Ah! Why do I do this to myself?



 She used to want to be in pictures with us. Or she at least used to actually look at the camera and smile when we would ask her.


It might be more fun taking your kids to the pumpkin patch when they’re old enough to really enjoy it. But you’re going to have to excuse me while I go cry into a glass or two of wine. I miss baby Essie.




Sunset Magic

October is one of my favorite months of the year because it is the start of the holiday season (for me), and it’s a time for believing in magic. Whether you love the magic of multiple aisles of candy at the stores, costumes from fantasy worlds afar, or the every day magic of the changing season, it’s a time of year that everyone can enjoy.

To celebrate, I thought I would share with you not only our favorite memory from our recent trip to Portland, but our own glimpse of magic… the perfect sunset!


We had decided to take our first Saturday in Portland and drive out to Cannon Beach. The drive itself was unbelievable. Leaving Portland, it starts out with open meadows, and farmland nestled in between tree-clad hillsides. The contrast in colors of the straw-yellow, harvested fields, to the bright red barns, to the dark evergreen of the pines was gorgeous. Then of course you’ll also see hidden gems of golds and ruby reds peaking out from behind the giant evergreens. I literally spent the whole of the drive on the very edge of my seat, craning my neck all around trying to see it all.

As we got closer to the coast, we saw less open areas, and less deciduous trees of color, but much more coniferous. Indeed it felt very much like we were driving deep into a dense, dark, haunted forest. And we were! Until all of a sudden the coastline appears before you. I was completely taken by surprise.


Here in North Carolina the landscape tends to get more sparse as you head towards the coast. The trees get shorter, are farther apart, and things look more, well, beachy. In Oregon the forest backs right up to the sea. It is the most amazing thing in the world. If you stand with your side towards the ocean, you can look straight down the beach and see mountains on one side, and ocean on the other.

By the time we had finished exploring Cannon Beach, and a little ways south down the coast, I told Emile that it looked like we might be able to see the sunset on the beach. He argued that the view would be better from atop a hill. I said no I think it would be much better to be at sea level, and he still insisted otherwise. I acquiesced.


Esmé was happy because she got to run around in the grass. Mama and Papa were happy that it wasn’t the beach, where she would be eating, throwing, and smearing sand everywhere. She tried her darndest to channel Taylor Swift, but I told her no one was going to remember her staring at the sunset because she wasn’t standing. The song says nothing about running, it’s standing. Sheesh. Well I guess she wasn’t wearing a nice dress either. I digress.


The evening looked promising. There was just enough cloud cover to display an array of colors, but not so much that it would block out the sun completely.


Then the sun got lower, and more clouds rolled in. Now there was only a tiny gap in the clouds. We waited and waited, until I was sure that we had missed it because the sun had already missed the gap.


All of a sudden the gap began to glow with a pale yellow light.


It got brighter and brighter…

IMG_5419until the sun burst through the clouds in golden brilliance. I screamed over my shoulder ‘Husband! Husband! It’s here! We didn’t miss it!!’ and then just continued to say ‘wow’ over and over again, while taking as many pictures and snapchats as I could. I honestly have never witnessed a more spectacular sunset. Just behind those trees was a cliff that led down to the sea. The gap between those trees closer to us, and those farther away to the left was filled with mist from the waves rolling in, and the sunset actually lit the mist up in this soft orange glow, making it look like there was a fire.


It illuminated the entire landscape with a rosy glow, so the grass looked greener, the mountains looked more purple, and Esmé looked like a magical fairy stuffed in a fleece jacket.


Ok, ok. I know she doesn’t look that magical in this picture, but she did when she was running around, and the sunlight turned her hair into spun rose-gold curls. Emile caught a little bit of it on video here.


Just as suddenly as the sun appeared, it tucked itself back into the clouds once more and disappeared for the evening, leaving the mountains (and us) to be enveloped by the evening mist. A truly magical, very October-ish, end to our perfect day.