With school starting in a week there is an awful lot on my plate that needs attention. Lesson plans have to be finished, the garden has to be readied for fall, chicken coops will soon need their seasonal clean – out, as will the freezer and pantry. It’s time to finish up the summer sewing, harvest every last bit of basil to make pesto ravioli for the freezer, enjoy the pool one last time before the weather turns.
There’s also a culvert to be dug so we can easily cross the stream to bring hay and feed and water to the animals that soon will reside there.
There’s excitement all around as everyone senses the soon to come change in season. Apple picking will come before we know it and the house will be full of the heady scents of cinnamon and ginger and cloves.
But for now I am enjoying those rare late – summer mornings when I am the only one awake. I can enjoy my coffee and work on a sock while enjoying the view out of my new craft – room’s window. That’s where the morning glories have started to bloom. This year there are purple, white and fuschia flowers. Every year they really take off right around this time, telling me it’s almost my birthday. It’s almost our favorite time of the year.