Monthly Archives: October 2008

  Bundled more warmly, now, on our walks down the back road, we look pounds heavier (an apt description for me). Wearing our long johns, undershirts, sweats, hoodies and jackets, we waddle along, hoping our steps are cautious enough to … Continue reading →

A prediction of snow for Monday came to pass when snow flurries fell into the valley. But, with the temperature at forty, it flurried in from high altitude then melted on touchdown. Monday’s snow was not a keeper. Overnight, the … Continue reading →

   Each morning as we take our walk out of the village and down the back road, we pass them. Most mornings we are so busy with our talk that we give them barely a glance. But one morning last … Continue reading →

Not long ago, Oldest Son, Little Gal’s daddy, picked some apples from the backyard apple trees to make cider. I have no word on his progress or how he intends to give the apples a squeeze. If he’s successful and … Continue reading →

  A few years ago, when we moved from the farm in the hollow to the cottage on the back road, one of the things I wanted to do was clean out the cellar. It was an eyesore. The stairs … Continue reading →

  From The Old Farmer’s Almanac   Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;Lengthen night and shorten day;Every leaf speaks bliss to me,Fluttering from the autumn tree. –Emily Brontë (1818–48) Snowy Forecast Weather lore warns that every fog in October will … Continue reading →

Every Fall, Little Gal and I go shopping for cold weather play clothes and shoes. Since she spends so much time with me, it’s easier to have clothes here than to pack them back and forth between her home in … Continue reading →

The Boy Next Door’s mother is a child oriented thinker, and her home reflects that. Her living room has become a campground for her children and the children of others, with blankets stretched into tents, on more than one occasion. … Continue reading →