I grew up in California - so I don't have an understanding of how the seasons change. That lack of understanding is even wider in Hawaii. There is a slight change that can be detected though. The rain that comes isn't always humid. The trade winds blow a bit cooler than normal. Surf boards are more apparent in vehicles - a sign that the winter surf season is starting.
Back home in California my sister is starting her autumn kitchen traditions - chili and soups, and baked goods. So because I was a little homesick, I made favorite recipes of hers. She taught me how to make these cinnamon rolls and I made them and thought of her.
In my kitchen
:: Dinners of oven roasted fish and vegetables have been on the table lately.
:: pumpkin bread has made an appearance.
:: A new corner for the placemats and coasters have been located - making setting the table oh so much nicer.
:: Morning cups of creamy tea and quiet devotional time has been found at the table after Liam's 5:30 am feeding. Some days there is even time for a few hand stitches to his quilt.
:: Late dinners at 8:00pm have been rewarmed and eaten because Ross and I are determined to eat together - even if that means eating after baby Liam has been put down to sleep.
:: The house has smelled like cookies again.
:: Blessings have been written down in a journal at the table. Oh how I can't express them all!