Dear Sunday Letter friends,
Raise your hand if you are ready for the election to be over. I’m exhausted by All.Of.It.—the name-calling, ridiculous conspiracies, question-avoiding, and bold-faced lies. Only nine more days, and we can move on. Or at least I hope we can move on.
Enough about politics. (I’m sorry I brought it up.)
Now for a super divisive question…
Do you like candy corn?
Do you secretly think candy corn is one of the most brilliant candies ever, different from all the rest, possibly an acquired taste, but isn’t that what Halloween is all about? You can shut your eyes, nibble the layers separately, and swear you can even tell the difference, even though your friends turn up their noses and think the whole bowlful blurs to orange.
Do you despise them, knowing in your heart they are nothing more than empty calories, each layer exactly the same, completely gimmicky and filled with orange dye and awful ingredients that certainly won’t aid you, should you catch the coronavirus.
Do you simply tolerate them? While your friends grab them by the bagfuls, you join in only on special occasions like Halloween, consuming them with peanuts, (although you’d rather have a plain ol’ Payday), because certainly your people know what they’re doing. I mean, you’ve known them since sixth grade, and if they jumped off a cliff you would follow them. Oh, wait…
Do you choose candy corn every single time, escalating it above all other candy possibilities? You let pieces melt on your tongue and take you to a different time when costumes were handmade and the simple pleasure of plucking a piece of candy from a plastic jack-o-lantern was a humongous treat, before monsters began putting razor blades into popcorn balls, and high-fructose corn syrup became evil.
No really, how many bags of candy corn have you purchased this year?
There are no wrong answers. Remember and respect that not everyone will have the same opinion.
Fallen Leaf Art
Last year I tried my hand at fallen leaf art, and I LOVED IT. If you are new here, you may have missed my post about it. Last year I created a heart and a spiral.
This year my creations are varied. Here’s one…
I call her Madame Butterfly.
Annabelle thinks this is a fun thing to do on the front porch mainly because any activity at her level is huge fun. Also, the wind blowing down from the Arctic Circle adds an extra dynamic.
Leaf art is entertaining alright, and something I imagine kids of all ages will enjoy when the leaves rival the colors in a box of crayons. BUT making a succulent pumpkin is maybe the coolest fall craft project EVER.
I posted this sneak peek on Facebook a few days ago.
Here’s a picture of the three pumpkins I’ve decorated so far. And I say “so far” because this is seriously addictive.
I’ve been asked if the pumpkins are real. I’ve been asked if the succulents are real.
Yes and yes.
The pumpkins are real, the succulents are real, and all the acorns, pinecones, dried flowers, moss, everything you see is natural and found in northwest Arkansas. The most surprising thing about this project is this: no pumpkins were harmed in the making of these arrangements.
Yes. This is way easier than carving a jack-o-lantern.
Confession: this is still a bit of a teaser because I am planning a complete blog post about this project VERY SOON. Cross my heart, I am putting a step-by-step guide together for those who want to create their own succulent pumpkin. If we weren’t in the middle of a pandemic, I would have a pumpkin party at my house and invite you all!
Truth: a cute little squash succulent is exactly what we all need to carry us through the next few weeks.
Stay tuned for all the details. In the meantime, if you want to make one, begin collecting a few “ingredients” such as pinecones, acorns, bittersweet, dried flower pods, etc.
Two More Things
Do you remember the old black-and-white movie Jason and the Argonauts? At the very beginning, Zeus and Hera are playing a game of chess. The board game is literally how Zeus and Hera control Jason’s life. Zeus throws obstacles in his path while Hera provides protection just when it seems there is no way Jason will survive six-armed monsters and sirens and such.
Sometimes I think Zeus must be sitting on his Mt. Olympus throne throwing obstacles down at us mere mortals (or taking things away from us), most recently zapping us with the news that ABC would no longer be broadcasting the Peanuts specials, effective immediately with the Great Pumpkin:(((((((
Don’t blame ABC. Apple purchased the rights.
Of course, we can still watch it via Youtube or Apple TV or no doubt twelve other ways. We probably all still have a VHS copy buried in a dusty drawer along with a player in the garage.
That is not the point!
I love seeing the television commercials leading up to A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving; I get a thrill when a Facebook friend posts about the date of an upcoming Peanuts special. I enjoy watching the whole Peanuts gang at the exact same time my sister and mother and friends from elementary school are watching it, knowing that a long, long time ago, the first time I EVER watched it, we were all watching it together.
Good grief, Zeus, it’s the principle of the thing.
Oh, and while I’m (once again) saying goodbye to my youth, I may as well mention that Coca-Cola is discontinuing the sale of its first diet soft drink, Tab.
No, I haven’t tasted it in decades.
Yes, I still remember exactly how vile it tasted. Momma and my sister and I drank it back in the 70s because we were forever counting calories. Crazy!
Even as bad as the drink has always been, this snippet of news added another reminder of things lost in 2020. If it’s possible, I think I’ve become even more nostalgic this year.
Things Momma Says:
Some days my memories come up, and somedays I don’t have any memories.
Bye for now Sunday Letter friends. And RIP Jerry Jeff Walker.😥
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.