Okay, so we don’t really have any pumpkins around here. At least not ones that are ripe. But yesterday morning? We had frost on our windshields. Not the kind that needed scraping, (well, at least I didn’t scrape it off, I used my wipers) but it was there, nonetheless. I love this time of year. I love the colors that will be coming in the next few weeks. I love the smell in the air. Especially on weekends when people are raking during the day and having bonfires at night.
It must be a reason that I picked this time of year to get married. We had the most amazing weather on the day of our wedding. It was just the perfect temperature. Not too hot so that the bride fainted at the alter, but not too cold so that we couldn’t take some photographs outside. We even went to a beautiful park and had some pictures taken there. It was one of those clear-blue-sky kind of days. (Not blue as in bluepaintred, but blue as the color. I couldn’t find a way–other than disabling my plugin for this post–to use the word blue without it coming up with the hidden words for her name. Oh well.)
For our honeymoon, we traveled north to a cabin that the physician that I worked for let us use. It was amazing. The colors in the northern part of the state at this time of the year are nothing less than spectacular. We did a lot of four wheeling up there in the abandoned iron ore mines. It was amazing incredible. (I am running out of superlatives.)
Last year we went up to Duluth for our anniversary. We had been there before on our 5th anniversary. I love it up there. I would move there if I could convince Jason to. Maybe when we retire. It is so beautiful and it has the small town feeling with some of the big city amenities. It is a very popular convention town. And Lake Superior is super-de-dooper. (I don’t know, it’s awesome, okay? 
) We didn’t have as nice of time as we could have last year because the accommodations were less than we expected. Plus, I was feeling less than perfect at this time last year for various reasons.
We are going again. Yesterday morning, Jason texted this to me:
I am excited about Duluth.
I told him that I was too. That I am looking forward to spending time alone with him. I know it was just a few months ago that we went to Jamaica, but this will be just the two of us. I know it will be fun and peaceful and relaxing. I even enjoy the car rides with him. The hotel that we are staying at this year is highly rated, so we won’t have a repeat of last year in that respect. At least I hope not.
It will be 17 years that we have been married on September 29 and that’s when we will be in Duluth. However, on October 15 of this year, it will be 25 years since we first started dating. 25 years! I have known him over half of my life and all of my adult life. We have grown up together. Now we are growing old together.
I think that when you and Jason have been married for fifty years you should have this huge kickass party and on the invitations, use the last line of this post as a quote.
I loved it.
Awwww, how sweet! Happy soon-to-be anniversary! I hope you all have a wonderful time in Duluth!
So does that mean you guys will not be joining us in Vegas?
Frost already? Oh HELL no!
The title of this post gave me a flashback to when I was about 20 years old and managing a convenience store. In the the fall when it was nippy the Wise chip guy would always say “When there’s frost on the pumpkin, it’s time for dicky dunkin’”
He was a charming man.
This is a much longer comment than I usually leave.
this whole post made me tear up and you know why.
congrats my friend, congrats.
I love to think of you burrowed deep in the nest of love that took 25 years to build….
“Frost on the pumpkins” sounds a little dirty! Boom chicka bow wow!
September must be a good time for high school sweethearts to get married. The 5th of this month marked my parents’ 48th anniversary.
You do so much for others, I’m glad you two are taking this time for yourselves. Enjoy!
(Could I borrow some of your good-smelling fall air? All we have here is air filled with the smell of wildfire. Oh yeah, some colors would be good, too. Everything is dry and brown.)
It has definately gotten cooler here in Indy, but no frost yet. I love this time of year too!
The Pervy Sage gave me the go-ahead to turn on the furnace here in BFW. Must as I hate turning on the furnace before my birthday (Sept. 28, shhh, don’t tell anyone) I think I will take him up on that and go to bed early tonight.
:d/
Blue–Do you mean just “Now we are growing old together”? Or the last 2 lines “We have grown up together and now we are growing old together”?
Dawn–Thank you. We will, I’m sure.
Fab–Why is there dicky dunkin’ only when there is frost on the pumpkins? If “dicky dunkin’” means what I think it means.
Speck–Sorry I made you cry. I think we are finally where we both need to be.
AN0–I never thought of it that way, but I guess it does.
Peggy–I will bottle some up and send it to you.
Lynda–I bet you get the weather we get, but just a little warmer because you are souther. (I just made up a word.) I heard talk of snow in northern Minnesota. It’s still in the 70s during the day here, it just gets cold during the night and early morning.
Pand0ra–Well, now, let’s not get carried away…Turning the furnace on, for this girl who is always hot, is a month or two away yet.