Hope all our farmer friends and neighbors, a hard-working 1% of the population, have a safe and productive day as they go about the business of growing our food and fiber.
We are pretty much done farming for the year. Days too short to bale hay, the garden mostly finished, except for those amazing late planted beans that are still thriving as we wait for frost. Time to bring the machinery down from the hills.
|of the season|
The weather couldn't be much nicer. When I went out on puppy walk this morning the stars were so bright that they reflected off the upstairs windows.
Then with the dawn came fog like smoke, shrouding the maples in mystery until they seemed to glow from within like traffic lights set on caution or maybe even stop.
And yes, I would like to stop this season right here in its glorious tracks. Pause. Halt.
The only downside to the best of October that I can see is the crick in my neck from looking up for warblers. They are everywhere. Speaking of which, dear friend from Ohio, I think I saw your warbler this morning...a pair of them in fact. But of course, no binoculars so I can't be sure. I will sure be watching for yellow with a midnight cap flitting in the honey locust.
That and how short it is.....or at least the good part.
Anyhow, Happy National Farmers Day, whether you are a farmer or just enjoy their products.