Out Enjoying The Fleeting Autumn Scenery
And fleeting it was. A few blustery days have stripped nearly all the trees bare. I took this photo back on November 4th while my mother was visiting. When I dropped her off at the airport one of the last things she said was, "We didn't go walking enough!" True. We were pretty busy cooking and eating, but we did manage to do the short walk (two miles rather than the entire four) at least half of the days she was here.
The beautiful weather and gorgeous scenery were certainly reason enough to get us out of the kitchen and hiking up our steep driveway and along the hilly ridge above the farm, but it was also an easy way to work up an appetite for our next meal!
As far as this photo goes, I don't know if I should be afraid that I'm repeating myself, or feel comforted in the fact that I'm consistent. Joe and I were looking at photos I'd posted this time last year, and I pointed out how similar one of them was to the photo above. Then he pointed out that I'd actually photographed the exact same bend in the mile-and-a-half-long stretch of road, just from a little further back.
It's funny how many times I've found myself taking pictures of the exact same thing. But in this constantly changing world of ours, I think the real comfort comes in knowing that certain things around the farm, rather than my eye, remain steadily consistent from one year to the next.
Want to see more?
Youl'l find plenty of autumn color here.
All sorts of farm landscape photos here.
And lots more pictures of Lucky Buddy Bear here.
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Hint Of Fall Color On The Ridge Above The Farm
I took this photo back on the 8th, when it seemed like nearly all the trees around here were determined not to give up their green this year. But a few days ago some much needed rain nudged them toward their autumn duties, and the true colors of the season are finally showing through. It always amazes me how quickly the entire landscape can change. We're still having warm days in the 80s, though, so now everything looks right but feels weird.
Is autumn happening correctly in your part of the world?
Want to see more?
You'll find plenty of autumn color here, and there are all sorts of farm landscape photos here. If you'd like to see how much our scenery changes from season to season (and sometimes even from day to day) check out the Same Scene, New View photos here.
© 2007 FarmgirlFare.com, the award-winning blog where Farmgirl Susan shares stories & photos of her crazy country life on 240 remote acres.
Reflecting On The Bigger Picture, Remembering The Little ThingsWhen my brother stayed with us on the farm for a month in February of 2005, he made himself useful whenever he could. He convinced the digital thermometer in the kitchen--which I had somehow inadvertantly switched to celsius--to display the temperature in farenheit again. He replaced the starter in my little SUV. He even set the clock on the VCR.Each of the three doorways that leads in and out of The Shack is equipped with a storm door as well as a wooden door. These storm doors are inexpensive, metal-framed affairs consisting of two thin glass windows with a screen over the bottom window. If luck is with you--and you are willing to sacrifice the use of your fingertips for several minutes afterward--you can push in some painfully stupid sliding thingies and then lift and secure the lower window up over the second one so fresh air can blow in through the screen. If you are heading outside, you push on a small lever to release a tiny latch that holds the door shut, and then push the door outward. If you are coming inside, you must grab the handle, press on a button with your thumb, and then pull the door open toward you.The storm door we use by far the most leads from the kitchen to a small covered porch. On the porch live three enormous chest freezers, the dog houses and dog food bowls, a cat food bowl, and Smudge the cat (who lives on top of the chest freezers, just out of reach of the dogs). During the fall and winter a wheelbarrow full of firewood also takes up residence there, and we probably make at least a dozen trips in and out each day just lugging in firewood alone.One day I noticed my brother tinkering with the storm door handle."There!" he said proudly. "I fixed this broken latch so now the door stays shut like it's supposed to. It was driving me crazy.""Well, thanks," I said.Not long after that, Joe walked purposefully through the kitchen and slammed into the storm door."What the--""Derek fixed the latch on the door so now it locks shut.""Ohhhh." And without skipping a beat he called out, "Hey, thanks, man!"Old habits die hard around here, and Joe and I must have banged into that door twenty times each over the next couple of weeks. The day after my brother left, Joe put the latch back the way it had been, and we both laughed out sighs of relief.Neither of us had had the heart to tell him that because we use that door so much we keep the latch 'broken' on purpose.May your memories make you smile more than they make you sad.A year of Daily Photos ago: In Loving Memory Of My Brother
Walk In The Woods
A year of Daily Photos ago:
Did you know you can store your potatoes in the garden?
And we've done it again this year. Just dug up some beautiful red potatoes that have been in the ground for months. So full of flavor they only needed to be scrubbed, cut up and boiled, sprinkled with salt, and smothered with organic butter. (Okay, the butter was unnecessary, but oh so good.) Leftovers were pan-fried until crisp in homemade lard and served hot with lots of salt. What a decadent and delicious treat!
Top O' The Forest To You
(No raking here, just crunch, crunch, crunch as we traipse through the new view.)
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