(By the way, there are still late lilies blooming... and late frogies snuggled in the fading blooms...)
Today, a somewhat cool and cloudy day, is the day to finally do some weeding -- in flower beds, pathways, and in places where the camera never goes -- like along the face of the farmhouse, where a vinca minor and a lily of the valley crop covers an uninteresting terrain. Significant weeds have crept into every corner of the farmette. Time to dig in.
And so right after a very cool breakfast (sweatshirt weather!)...
I attack the invasives, while Ed picks up the power saw to cut down a tree that had fallen during one of our summer storms.
There is a lot of beauty in these early autumnal months. The yard is different, yes, of course...
But it still has sparkle and color. And so I give it an all out effort. Scotch and Henny keep me company. (Java is yet again "roosting" on nonexistent eggs.)
Snipping, digging, pulling, all the way into the afternoon.
(The front bed: so lovely in its pinkishenss!)
Wait -- is that all I do today? Snip dig and pull? Seriously? That's it?
Of course not. Ed and I make one final run to Stoneman's for their corn. They held a dozen ears for us -- a dozen prized delicious ears. (This is the very last stack for the year...)
(Ed sits down and visits with their pygmy goats... Should we take in a couple of these small lovable animals ourselves? The recurring question: what animals might we take care of at the farmette?)
A full day, don't you think?