The colors of Autumn have been swept off the trees by the winds that have kicked up in these parts. The leaves cover the lawn in a carpet of rust and yellow and red. It’s time to start raking them into piles for mulching and piles to haul to the street where rows upon rows line the way, like haystacks. It is time to ready the beds for winter, to clean out the pots and cut back perennials. It won’t all happen today, or tomorrow, or even next week, but, here on the Cutoff, it is time to begin.
First, however, I’m off to see about Allium bulbs, then, to pick what produce is left of the last weeks of farmers’ markets.
What’s on your docket today?
Sounds like you have a lot to do at this time of the year. I love the painting by Monet that you posted. Buying and planting bulbs is a wonderful tradition. And of course the fall produce at the farmers markets is my favorite of the year. Fall is always such a busy time but I love this time of year because of the cooler weather, holidays, and family get-togethers. Enjoy your weekend!
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Oh, it is, indeed a busy time, but, such a pleasurable one as well. I love the change in temperature, the crispness of the days, the light, the smells, and the promise of holidays, families and festiveness. Today’s farmers market was the best. Thank you, Sunday.
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It sounds like you have a busy day. We have a FishinPals Event today. It is our last of 2011. We were going to have it at Gridley Lake, but sadly because of the drought here the lake is so low that there is 20 to 40 feet of mud all around the lake where there is usually water. Fortunately, nearby Drake Lake is only down about 3 or 4 feet. We can still fish it from the bank. We will enjoy the day and the beautiful Autumn weather.
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It was. I hope you had a good Fishin Pals event. That sounds dreadful for Gridley Lake, Janet. I hope Drake Lake gave up a few fish and that all enjoyed a beautiful day. It was sunny and crisp here, just beautiful, though a bit breezy.
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I’m on a garden ignoring weekend. The dog goes out, the dog comes in, the cat goes out, the cat comes in, the washing goes out, the washing comes in
😀 But as you say, very soon the work will be here in shovels…
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All in good time, Kate. Sometimes we need to just ignore the garden, or whatever else. I hope your day was quiet and peaceful.
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Hi Penny! I have just had such a read and catch up! It was so nice to see your comment on my blog. I was feeling very lazy about getting started blogging again.
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Welcome back, Joan. I was excited to see you had returned from your trip. Take your time and enjoy being back home. There is plenty of time for blogging and such. Besides, you must enjoy your spring.
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Your weekend sounds like a study in contentment.
For myself, I hope, during today and tomorrow to finish a copyediting project for a client, go out to supper with a friend, read blogs and comment, write my own posting, and watch a DVD on the war in the Pacific.
And I also hope to read a section of the Spinoza library book I got yesterday. A fellow blogger (Rubye Jack) suggested it to me and I’m looking forward to discovering why she thought his philosophical writings would appeal to me. A new experience! I love to venture into the unknown.
Peace.
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It was, Dee. Yours sounds busy, productive, and inspiring. Isn’t it fun to get book recommendations from others? I have read some books I would never have known about otherwise. Enjoy the rest of your weekend.
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Yes autumn is about making piles and stacks. And here, spring is about weeding. You are thinking about planting bulbs, and I’m pulling out onion weed bulbs that have sprung up everywhere at the bach. I love the Monet haystacks, sitting there in the golden light.
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We have an onion weed with bulbs here as well, Juliet, and they seem to return every spring no matter what we do. They are members of the same family as the Allium bulbs II bought, only the Allium are ornamental and don’t spread (thank goodness). Isn’t it funny that fine line between weed and flower? Isn’t the light wonderful on the haystacks? I would love to see the real painting.
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I love Monet’s haystacks! I saw an Impressionism exhibit at the Art Institute many years ago and had a moment of revelation when I saw painting after painting of Monet’s haystacks and realized how he improved with practice! Even masters need lots of practice. Your plans sound like a lovely, though tiring, autumn ritual. Last Saturday, when you posted this, we were spending a really beautiful, though tiring, day at the Brookfield Zoo with Eoin!
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That must have been so awesome to see, Janet. Bev was just in France at Giverny. I’m sure she saw some as well. You and she can have a chat about Money’s haystacks when you see each other sometime.
I still need to tackle the leaves. sigh
What a wonderful day that was to be at Brookfield Zoo! I’m sure Eoin enjoyed it.
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