There is a definite shift this week. Cooler air, shortening days, things are slower to ripen. I may just be able to catch my breath. Well, atleast I can stop canning tomatoes. I have opened my garden to a couple of friends to come glean the Great Wall of Tomatoes. It is hard for me to leave a vegetable unharvested. I have an intense compulsion to put up everything even when I already have enough. I have more than enough! Sharing and letting them do the picking allows me to let go of some of that obsession. I have gardened too big again this year. I continue to search for a good balance. I am happy to share but, by growing too much, other things in my life are neglected...including my very own body! So as the harvest continues and I check things off the final Grand Garden List I am also taking careful notes on how I can do less next year. I only managed one beach day this summer! What's the point of living near the coast and not swimming in the ocean?
Soooo Many Tomatoes!
Some Potatoes Harvested ~ More among the weeds
Another fall activity, DH mowing the back field so it remains a field.
It has been more than 2 years since that last mowing.
He does enjoy his tractor time!
Here is a haul that actually took very little of my time. Just 2 hills of each produced all of these Butternut Squash and Long Pie Pumpkins. My first time growing these pumpkins. I am excited to have found so many while I harvested....lots of weeds among the vines! They are supposed to be good keepers and great for pie! Here is a link to FEDCO Seeds with a description--> http://www.fedcoseeds.com/seeds/search.php?search=long+pie&item=1723&inde
Went out a few nights ago looking for the Aurora. No luck but still very beautiful.
A moment of stillness that was much needed during the frenzied fall.
One of my most favorite bits of writing ~~~
THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
— Wendell Berry
Oh, I'm jealous of those butternut squash. We go through so many of them in the winter and we did not plant any this year. We'll have to depend on the CSA to provide.
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