An Autumn Re-Run, With Run-A-Muck Pumpkins

Yes, it galls me, but I have to bow to the calendar.  It really is Fall now.  

I'm waving the white flag of Summer Surrender,

and celebrating the good in this Season.  

Blast.

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I'm recycling a post from September 2009 . . . because it's Sunday and I'm plum lazy.
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And the headline reads . . .
(New Jersey) - Pumpkin Garland Runs Amuck - Tries to Strangle Dime Store Scarecrow!

In Monday's post, I asked your opinion about draping a garland of teeny pumpkins and squash over our fireplace mantel as part of the new Fall decorations.  (Click here.)

The little punkin chain lost the informal poll.

I agree; they just didn't look quite right dangling in front of the mantelpiece.

I tried swagging them up in the middle, but no. . . still not quite right.

So today we'll see if they can fit in anywhere else.

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The pie safe in the conservatory began life probably in the mid 19th century,
homemade by someone with more need than time; it is not finely done.

But I'm sure it saw good use in someone's kitchen, keeping varmints out of the food.

It was my Mom's, a gift to her from my cousin Billy.
I brought it here from the beach house two weeks ago.  (Click here.)

My husband believes it will be filled with pies; he has a rich fantasy life.

To celebrate this brand new season, I began with early apples

from a New Jersey orchard, on a white platter I got at a thrift shop this summer.

Added a plum-and-pewter candleholder, a gift from my friend Betsy.

I love the reds and golds and oranges of autumn,

but I like to also bring in that rich plum of fallen leaves and ripe fruit.

An old vanity jar full of sedum blossoms, plucked from the border.

And a little old pitcher, an Ebay score.

There.  I like it.

Let's add a goofy scarecrow

and a bittersweet wreath balanced on the windowsill.

That window is at the foot of our back stairs and gives light from the sunroom onto the landing.

For Halloween, a little stack of Jack'O'Lanterns would be nice.

Oh my.
Look who showed up.
The scarecrow doesn't look pleased.
He clearly thinks the pumpkin chain is out of its gourd!

Sorry, fellas. You don't belong here either. . .

Nor here.

Nor here.

Nor here.

This could get old.

OK.  You can stay on the cupboard until your father gets home
and we decide what to do with you.

I wanted to use that pumpkin tureen on the pie safe, but it's way up there on top of the kitchen cupboard.

It's one of my favorite things, but it's too much trouble to wrestle it down and I'm afraid of dropping it on the tile floor.  I'll wait till Howard gets home.  He won't need to stand on a chair.  I hate to stand on chairs.  I figure if the good Lord had meant for me to reach things 'way up high on top of cupboards, he'd have made me tall enough to do so. 

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And that's it, my re-run post for Sunday!

Thanks to Chari of Happy To Design for hosting Sunday Favorites.  Click here!

And thanks to The Tablescaper for Seasonal Sundays.  Click here!

Have a lovely Sunday.  I am heading to the kitchen to make my Grandmother's cake.   My Dad is coming for dinner and it's a family favorite.  See you tomorrow!  -- Cass