Sunday, November 20, 2016
First Little Flurries and Signs of the Season
It's about time. My mulberry trees still have their leaves, for heaven's sake. They do not lose their deep green cover until we have a killing frost, and that hasn't happened yet, at least on this hill. We've have frosts but they melt off quickly. Even last, when the temperatures dropped pretty low, it did not faze the mulberry trees. This is the first time I've actually seen the mulberries turn color, in the 40 years I've had the oldest tree. They're now turning a lovely orange-gold color.
We spent Friday afternoon outside, finishing up the fall cleanup. We put away planters, lawn chairs and ornaments, cleared up assorted clutter and now all that is left, when it warms up again, is for Larry to do the last weed-eating. It was so warm on Friday that we were sweating as we worked, but by midmorning Saturday that changed dramatically. We had our tea and coffee on the porch as usual, but it was soon blowing cold rain.
Another sign that it's time for colder weather is the arrival of my oldest son and his son for deer season. This is an annual ritual--they arrive, set up stands on their hunting places, sight in the rifles and get everything ready for Monday morning. Larry is also getting ready and I am hoping they are all successful as our freezer is currently almost out of venison, which is one of our main meats for the year.
We're also catching up on hanging stuff up. I had pictures and mirrors sitting invarious corners, waiting to catch Larry long enough to get them put up. He's hard to catch, let me tell you! He always has something better to do, or so he says. But after six months of waiting, I'm getting insistent and impatient so he's on it now. It's nice to do those little things that kinda freshen up the way the houe looks, isnt it?
So, back to work I go. Today will be a combination of dusting and practicing carols. The crackling fire will provide the background music for both.
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