Can you tell where my brain is these days?
Striped stockings and orange orbs indeed!
We have been such busy busy bees.
Where did the time go?
So much going on I tell ya.
Plus with garden chores and more harvests and making Mister Lovee his own office space.
Fixing my ornery lawn mower...
Organizing this and that, dusting here and there.
And an endless list I won't bore you with.
Oh oh, also, I got oodles of parcels shipped.
That took me several days.
I love packaging orders, I take time to infuse each one with a little goodness.
With all of that on the list, plus other stuff, I have been totally exhaustified.
But I have started my spooky tale watching.
And I got out the stripes today.
With so many pumpkin things happening in the garden, I couldn't resist.
That brings me to the tale at hand...
The Wishing Tree.
Something wonderful happened at the mesquite tree that canopies over the gypsy wagon camp.
Gourd and pumpkin seeds somehow found their way here, and crawled right up the tree, straight into the sky endlessly.
I planted a couple, but most are volunteers.
I just love that.
Mister tree seems to be super okay with it all.
The vines went straight up, and then out and over and all around.
Pouring out here and there like waterfalls.
There are gourds hanging way way high up in the sky, I tell ya.
If you look real close through warmest sunbeams, you can see 3, 4, 5 and more.
I zoom in, knowing I will never be able to reach them all.
But excited as can be.
Mister Lovee and I stand underneath pointing, look there, oh there, and there too!
Then we spot perfectly huge pumpkins dangling up there as well.
Tucked in, huge things, hiding perfectly.
Mysteriously.
Every where you turn, there they hang.
I don't know what my gourd and pumpkin fascination is...
But if you know me, you know I am happy as can be with this tree tale.
Looking up into that wishing tree, whispering wow...
It's amazing, how the vines can hold such heavy things.
The one thing you can't see are all the orange butterflies floating about.
They laid all their eggs on the passion fruit vines which cover the tree as well, and caterpillar babies gobbled up all the leaves, see?
And now, we are seeing more and more butters everyday.
And more pumpkins, there they sway.
High, up so high.
Telling secrets, promising wishes...
So many wishes, blown up into the sky.
Got any wishes you'd fancy adding?
Such curious goodness.
This pumpkin loving heart couldn't really ask for more could it?
Oh that wishing tree, sending it's vines cascading over garden baths and gypsy dreams.
Just like that.
Autumn on the horizon, and yet it's hotter days than ever.
With cool lovely nights.
That's the funny thing about Arizona.
Clouds tease some last monsoon rain, and rainbows find their way.
We sit and type, and think.
Losing track.
Pondering this and that.
Striped stockings start to roll off, as witchy toes want to break free.
I am here, out here waving!
Dreaming of Halloween.
'Tis true.
I can't help it.
How are you out there???
Love, V
ps: The yellow pods you see hanging all over the tree and scattered on the ground are called mesquite beans. They started from super fuzzy catkins hangigng everywhere in spring. They are really sweet inside with a row of seeds. Mesquite trees grow easily from the fallen pods. And, mesquite beans can be collected and turned into mesquite flour.
