Village of Tumblefell
I love the rain and the breeze of autumn. The falling leaves and feel of change. I miss the pumpkin pies with the delightful frozen cream topping. Cinnamon cookies and warm homemade bread with whipped butter spread. I miss the fallow gardens, with stored potatoes and apples.... made into cider suppers with ham, honey and cloves. And dried flowers as a centerpiece. Have you ever experienced such a place? Had the time to make or to have enhanced such a situation?
