Growing up my mom would set out a cornucopia around this time of year. Some of you may be thinking 'wow how traditional', others may be thinking 'wtf is a cornucopia?', while still others are wondering how my mother got away with placing a giant cylinder filled with weapons out in our house (ala The Hunger Games). Allow me to explain. This little woven 'basket' would be displayed on the side table (also known as a buffet table) in our dining room. It was filled with nuts, squash, mini pumpkins, and dried ears of corn...reminiscent of a more wholesome time (you know, a time when Pilgrims and Indians sat down to a meal together... before disease and death broke out... sorry, it's just the truth).
Thinking about Fall makes me think about food and gathering, friendship, and festivity (sans the disease and dying part). I want to go apple picking, bake pies, snuggle in a blanket, read a good book and drink copious hot beverages, all with the people I love.
This season we celebrate the abundance of life, which is what the cornucopia symbolizes. No matter the year we have had, the struggles, the set backs, the good, the bad... we celebrate being together, sharing, partaking; embracing the present. It is a season of intention and reflection.
Our world is facing a time of great opposition, the news brings tragedy to our door step each day. But in these moments we can come together, bonding as a community to find strength, beauty, light and truth.
Today I am thankful for you. I am grateful for this season and the cornucopia of my communities (near and far).
*Photo by a Better Happier st. sebastian, a beautiful and wonderful blog you should absolutely check out! The recipes, the photos... I swoon.