...no matter how hard I try to pretend, or wish it away, or refuse to say the 'F' word...I have no choice but to accept that it is here. Fall, in every sense of the word has arrived to my little spot on the planet. The leaves are changing and 'falling.' The grass is green again. The dog is shedding like a madman having a hot flash. It's time to put up the patio furniture (which has only been enjoyed for a few weeks), it's time to clean up the gardens and get them ready for rest. It's time to rake, and rake, and rake. It's also apple time, which is really a great benefit of living here. We found a back way out of our little neighborhood this weekend, a little frustrated that we were 'locked' in due to road work, and happily found a farm stand. Around the corner and up the hill, back down and over the river, through the intersection past an old church...you know right? As hard a we tried we could not resist.
tomatoes, squash and pumpkin, peach preserves,
ohhhh beautiful nectarines,
and crisp colourful apples,
pumpkins of every size, shape and colour, I only bought two, for Maude.
boxes of apples, fresh herbs, sunflowers and
fresh corn with their little mop heads.
Ready or not here it comes. It will be less painful if you just roll with it and hope for Indian Summer! Are you a 'Fall' person? (It really is my favourite season of all!)