Our summer has been bizarrely mild, with only a handful of really hot days tempered with cooler and even rainy spells. Now a distinctive nip in the evening air hints at the coming of refreshingly crisp, cool fall days.
This time of the year, as autumn swiftly approaches, life becomes increasingly hectic. We are fully immersed in preserving the garden harvest and getting firewood split and stacked as insurance against winter's cold embrace. The apple press is awaiting the first apples of the season and my pressure canner has taken up permanent residence in the kitchen in anticipation of quart upon quart of bountiful garden produce. I have school books spread across the kitchen table as I sort through curriculum and write lesson plans for the upcoming school year. Our shouse is bustling with activity as we enjoy the simple rhythm of life on the homestead.
|Freshly canned green beans|
|What's left of our log deck|
|Sawed wood ready to be split and stacked|
|One wood hut almost full|
|The log splitter ready for the next batch of wood|