stacking wood

It is hard to believe that winter is not far away. We spent several hours today stacking wood, splitting some and sawing some, for the wood stove. Probably we will fire it up earlier this year-it was 37 degrees last night!!! In September no less-how can this be?

I am checking out my closet to put away summer clothes and I see that I have not worn many of of them and have gotten my fall things out of the attic several weeks earlier than ever before.

Doing the fall cleanup in the garden in September is odd, but the leaves are falling and the glads need to be dug. So far the dahlias are gorgeous and will decorate the breakfast plates until the first frost. Then I have to dig them as well.

It's Over

Racing season is over and we are back to a normal flow of guests-mostly weekends.

I managed to sneak off last Tuesday to visit my sister and grand niece in Connecticut for two days. It was very relaxing and fun. We went to the free table at the recycle center and got a wonderful play house for Christina. After spending two hours scrubbing it (did I say "relaxing") we set it up on Laurie's deck and all three of us got inside so that Christina could "cook" dinner for us on the little stove. It was adorable (and a bit cramped!)

Now the apples are turning red and I am gearing up to make applesauce to freeze for our winter guests.

More Poetry

From a guest and from Richard about the little Chinese girl killed in Maine by Hurricane Bill

CRUEL SEA (by our guest)

A little flower from China
Swallowed by the sea
Once again we wonder
How cruel can nature be

By Richard

The little girl from China,
For whom a bell did toll.
The whirling waves did take her life
The Lord now has her soul.