Friday, October 17, 2008

The Frost Is On the Pumpkin

Don't you just love how the leaves crunch under your feet in the fall? For those who'd like to read some of my fall posts from last year here are some to enjoy:

Delicious Pumpkin

Fall Into Beauty

Getting Ready for Fall

Fall Family Traditions

This year I found a recipe for:

Sugared Pumpkin Seeds

I was at Starbucks the other day and tried one of their pumpkin muffins filled with cream cheese and on the top was sugared pumpkin seeds---it was excellent! I never knew it could taste so good, so now instead of trying the regular recipe of butter and salted seeds we will try this new recipe this year.

I also wanted to point out a blog I have been enjoying called:

Warm Pie, Happy Home

be sure to check out her posts--

Housewarming: Blessing Your Nest for Fall Part 1 and Part 2

"When the Frost is on the Punkin"

WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O, it's then the time a feller is a-feelin' at his best,
With the risin' sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest,
As he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

They's something kindo' harty-like about the atmusfere
When the heat of summer's over and the coolin' fall is here—
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossoms on the trees,
And the mumble of the hummin'-birds and buzzin' of the bees;
But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days
Is a pictur' that no painter has the colorin' to mock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

The husky, rusty russel of the tossels of the corn,
And the raspin' of the tangled leaves as golden as the morn;
The stubble in the furries—kindo' lonesome-like, but still
A-preachin' sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill;
The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed;
The hosses in theyr stalls below—the clover overhead!—
O, it sets my hart a-clickin' like the tickin' of a clock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

Then your apples all is gethered, and the ones a feller keeps
Is poured around the cellar-floor in red and yaller heaps;
And your cider-makin's over, and your wimmern-folks is through
With theyr mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and sausage too!...
I don't know how to tell it—but ef such a thing could be
As the angels wantin' boardin', and they'd call around on me—
I'd want to 'commodate 'em—all the whole-indurin' flock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

---James Whitcomb Riley (1853–1916)


amy said...

Thank you for all of the fall ideas. Fall is my favorite season and we have our traditions, but I love getting some new ideas and trying new things every year. On a totally unrelated note, I have noticed you have some posts about church planting and Acts 29. My husband was a pastor, but we just recently moved. He feels called to plant a church and pastor again, and we have been looking into Acts 29. I was just wondering if your husband is a church planter, and if you were planting with Acts 29. This obviously has nothing to do with your post, so if you would rather email me, my email is Thank you, Amy

Civilla said...

Wow! That's neat. What a nice fall we are having!

Thanks for making a comment on my blog. No, the Divorce Court I watched as a girl was not Judge Wapner's. That came much later. The one I watched was in the early '60's, was in black-and-white, and the judge was not a TV personality. The women wore l950's clothes, like suits and hats and gloves. Much earlier than Judge Wapner, and much creepier!

Lisa @ Stop and Smell the Chocolates said...

Very nice resources and I love the idea of the sugared pumpkin seeds. Thanks for all the Fall ideas!

Anonymous said...

I've always liked that line "When the frost is on the punkin'" but I didn't know the poem was so long! I should try memorizing it. :o)


Civilla said...

I have to comment again. This is just such a beautiful blog. I had to tell you. Have a blessed day.

Mama Lamba said...

Love the poem! I had never read all of it. Fall is my absolute favorite season. I have thyroid issues (hyper) that make summer miserable for me. So, I call Fall my "long, cool drink of water after the hot dusty summer." :-) Many blessings to you.

Mrs. June Fuentes said...

Dear Amy,

I just visited your blog and answered you there--what beautiful twins you have!


Dear Civilla,

Thanks so much for taking the time to visit and thanks for the lovely encouragement!

Many blessings...

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