What a lovely, lovely,  month. This was my kind of September, let me tell you.

Processing Corn

Every year I can remember, in our house (8 years, now), I have fought (and sometimes lost) the battle of “I refuse to fire up the pellet stove before October!” Instead (or in addition), I would break out the flannel sheets, the longjohn underwear, the sweaters.

Big Sister’s Birthday Party

But not this year. It has been incredible. Only a handful of days that didn’t hit 80 or even 90, beautiful sunshine, the garden continuing in bliss. Cool evenings perfect for outdoor birthday parties, kids playing with the calves through sunset, and eating at the picnic table.

The high today is supposed to be in the high 70s.


Ready for the freezer

We have left the homestead for a week or so, and I think we have forfeited that last breath of summertime. *sniff sniff* We have gone to an area that never gets that much sunshine anyways, and it is damp and dreary (in comparison). I am missing my summertime, and lamenting that the day we return is only supposed to hit 58 degrees. Alas, why did we not plan this trip for next week? ๐Ÿ™‚

Organique turns four!

If you are enjoying an Indian Summer where you are, do me a favor and really soak it up. Enjoy it and spend some time with it, and tell it how much I miss it.

“Baby” (?) turned 2 in August. And needed her face washed.

Whatever you do, don’t waste it. ๐Ÿ™‚