Yesterday morning:Last night:We knew it was coming, so Sunday Rick and Brian loaded our pickup and horse trailer with firewood (a mix of oak, maple, hazelnut, fir and cherry), and last night we got it all stacked in the woodshed. We'll get one more pickup-load, which will stuff our little shed to overflowing.
It was cold Sunday night, so Rick built a fire from what was still in the woodshed from last year. The dogs melted in front of the fireplace (with high-efficiency wood-burning insert); I was surprised that Jackson with all his hair wanted to be that close to the heat source!
Last night wasn't as cold because of the clouds that had moved in; this morning we woke to rain on the bit of fall color we have on our place:
We haven't gotten enough to make it really muddy yet, so I need to get out to the garden today and pick all the tomatoes. The ripe ones will be eaten fresh, canned or "souped;" the green ones will be allowed to ripen or turned into that yummy-sounding relish I saw on someone else's blog. There's also a few little green peppers and eggplant to pick, and a bucket of apples from the neighbor to sauce. I think I need a substitute teacher for the boy - or help in the kitchen!
That's it for now from . . .