Finally, the heat of Summer seems to have ended, and my favorite season of all is here. Autumn. Even the word itself has a lovely, if ephemeral, connotation. Time for harvest, and thanksgiving for the blessings of the summer.
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Here at the homestead, the coming of the cooler weather means an opportunity to harvest the garden, preserving what we can, and enjoying the last fruit of sunny, heat-filled days.
It also means we are able to complete some work put off during the heat: cleaning out and repairing the poultry houses in anticipation of rain, painting the dog house... sending the Nigerian goat ladies off for a romantic rendezvous with the goat of their dreams.
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Finally, in Autumn my thoughts turn to the upcoming gatherings of friends and family. Halloween kookiness and spookiness... Thanksgiving gratitude... and Christmas sanctity. Ah, the deliciousness of Autumn!
