Pumpkins

Fall again is upon us, subtle though it is. Fall in Santa Barbara is more a manufactured event than a season. A bit like snow at Disneyland, charming if not authentic. It is hardly noticeable except for the occasional desire to wear a sweater, the proliferation of Indian corn on our mantles, and the fur on our teeth from eating all the way through to the bottom of the bag of candy corn. It is my favorite season, except for the other 3, which are also my favorites when they first begin. And all are my least favorite when they over stay their welcome, around 3 months from their arrival. Mostly, for us it means the boys want to eat dry leaves. Everything else is the same. We also changed our photo props to pumpkins. That’s about it.



Jeremy


Ian


Jeremy


Ian


Megan with Jeremy, Brad with Ian