|Peeking through the trees from the side porch at the cars on the road....|
|Parking area... overflow!!!! Yes!!!|
|Folks parked out on the road... and down the road!!!|
We're already making notes about next year.
We've had kids here on field trips...
We've let folks walk donkeys, we've sold tens of thousands of pumpkins and decorative corn and gourds and... oh my stars, everything...
But now when I take apart a display, we pack it away.
We keep consolidating, bringing more things from the second yard and filling the front yards... and then clean up the second yard for baseball, soccer and football-playing kids...
We're ordering a snow-blower.
The seasons are changing, even though the warm fall has let leaves linger green longer than usual.
But still the change is here. Although this baby mouse thinks it's spring! That's Morgan Blodgett holding her... she named the mouse "tiny" because it was a tiny mouse. :) The sensibility of children should teach us so much!
We're cleaning out the garage to make room for firewood because we heat with wood.
We're putting things in basements, sheds and crawl spaces... and I haven't finished the second chicken coop yet!!! YIKES!
Step by step, sale by sale, the season closes. And that's okay.
But in the meantime, I'm playing with a beautifully stewed Silver Moon pumpkin which is going to turn into something delicious today... Along with Double Chocolate Chip Whoopie Pies for customers!
We've had more infestations of yellow jackets (yes, in the house) than ever before, so our exterminator has been kept busy!
The minute the night gets cold, the yellow jackets seek indoor facilities!
And two little blondes helping with customers...
It's time to put away the porch swings and stack the firewood...
|THIS WAS A FORBODING SKY!!!!|
What's fall like in your life? In your town? In your home?
I always feel the need to nest in the fall. To fill the freezer, the cupboards, the jelly jars.
Is that silly or normal???
Please say normal!!!!
There'll be time for cooking and writing and planning in just a week or so... but as much as I appreciate that, saying goodbye to the frenetic selling season is always with some regret.
Of course once we build a barn, then we'll be open two more months, and by then I may kill my husband, but that's another blog! :)
Who retires to a busy, working farm???
And it's crazy fun to see just how far we can take this dream... I think Farmer Dave needs a rest.
But I see that gleam in his eye when he talks about "next year"...
And maybe that's a secret to staying young. To plan ahead and hang onto the dream!