




"This was one of those perfect New England days in late summer where the spirit of autumn takes a first
stealing flight, like a spy, through the ripening country-side, and, with feigned sympathy for those who
droop with August heat, puts her cool cloak of bracing air about leaf and flower and human shoulders."
- Sarah Orne Jewett, The Courting of Sister Wisby, 1887
The red tomatoes are begging to be canned. We have many green ones also. Patricia is in the kitchen now putting up pesto to delight our senses in the winter months to come. October is the season, but the temperature is that of a late summer day. I'll bake bread in the coolness of the morning now and dream in the evening of wool to spin and knit into warm fuzzy things.
Here are some photos of summer in our garden. Malia is there now putting it to bed and preparing it for the winter months to come.
Yesterday Paul, Patricia, and Malia planted fall garlic. Wednesday Patricia planted tulip bulbs. We have life to look forward to when winter comes.
Denise

