monthly word prompt – harvest
**I am a part of a small blogger collective consisting of other mom bloggers and each month we are given a word “prompt” to write about. This months prompt is “harvest””**
I feel like I can say I’ve been waiting for this day for a very long, long time.
If you know me well (heck, if you’ve met me even briefly) you probably know that Autumn is my time. Not in the “typical-white-girl-omg-pumpkin-spice-latte” sort of way (although I don’t mind those) But ever since I was little, everything about this time of year just makes me so happy. My birthday is October, so that may play in to it a bit (it falls around the weekend of Canadian Thanksgiving, so I get turkey for my birthday meal and pumpkin pie has always been my birthday cake). There’s so much more though to it than just the food (Oh! The food!) I love the cooler weather: the misty mornings, crisp afternoons and foggy evenings. Somehow, I feel so much more energized when Autumn comes around. Also, getting to wear more layers and covering up my babushka arms has always been a happy thing.
I could go on forever probably. I am getting slightly off track here.
Last year when Lucy surprised us 6 weeks early and consequently kept us confined to a hospital for 7 weeks I missed my favourite season. I remember being in the hospital with her and always asking the nurses when we would get out because all I so badly wanted to be outside enjoying the autumn weather with her. To make it worse, last years autumn was probably the most beautiful autumns I have seen in a long time–and we were stuck inside.
The thing that kept me going was imagining the next year–this year–when we would go to my favourite place: The Apple Barn!
I’ve been going to the Apple Barn most years since I was a little girl. (**funny story: When I was in my early twenties and it was just Dave and I, the lady at the till was pretty confused when I payed for a ticket for the petting zoo for just myself. “You don’t have any kids with you? …Ok…?”**) It’s the sweetest little farm day-trip you ever did see. There’s the obvious of “you pick apples”, as well as a multitude of other fruits and veggies that they now grow there (so many pumpkins!), hay rides, pony rides, a petting zoo (Goats!!!!), a market, a giant bouncy playground. It’s Heaven.
We were so very happy when we finally had an afternoon off together to be able to go and enjoy it (also, Grandma and Grandpa came along, which always makes Lucy happy)
Again…I could go on. But I will just show you the awesomeness in pictures instead:
Lucy LOVED the goats. I can’t even begin to tell you how happy it made me. She giggled the whole time and loved to pet their faces. And–Look below at her standing on her own! Ta-da!
She was slightly skeptical of the pumpkins, and couldn’t seem to figure out why we were taking her picture amidst a bunch of vegetables.
“Harvest” is the September writing prompt of The Mommy Blogger Collective. In addition to a monthly writing prompt, the collective hosts a monthly blogger featurette. This month we are featuring Courteney of The Titled Blog. A few words from Courteney — Hello! I’m Courteney from “The Titled Blog” I live up in Canada (in Abbotsford, British Columbia – just East of Vancouver) with my husband, one year old daughter Lucy, a pug named Minnie and an angry flame point siamese cat named Bigsby. My blog has evolved over the last 7 years from random rants and social commentary to lifestyle and now most recently to being a mom. My daughter was born with a lot of health problems and I often write about the challenges that have come with having a baby that has spent a good chunk of her first year in and out of the hospital and how to deal with those challenges head on. When I’m not blogging, I work as a photographer with my own business (Courteney Rodda Photography) sing in my jazz band “Courteney Rodda and the Other Guys” and most recently I am sewing for an awesome local company making baby moccasins called “Minimoc”
You can also find me on Instagram, where I post too many pictures of my daughter, dog and cat.