With Mabon only a few days behind us, it’s easy to say that fall is here. Not only is there a crisp bite to the air, but things have been gearing up to slow down. We’re on call with the butcher to pick up our 1/4 steer, awaiting the next slaughter date to ship off the hens, tearing down the gardens and setting them up for spring, and scrambling to make sure we’ll have enough fire wood for winter.
It would be easy to say that we’re stressed and going crazy, but the secret truth is, we love every minute of it. Or at least I do. Nothing makes you feel more alive than actually being alive. Why would anyone rather spend their time playing video games, getting drunk for no reason, or staring endlessly into a television screen? There’s not actual LIFE to that.
While the gardens haven’t been as plentiful this year as in years past, but we’ll have food by for the winter. I’ll pick up some odds and ends at the farmer’s market and we’ll have enough.
The stove has been lit every morning this week, and the leaves are swirling off the trees. Welcome, Fall. We’re ready for your reminder that things need doing before snow flies.