Saturday, September 28, 2019


We wake to a decidedly cool morning. I put on an extra bulky sweater as I go out to feed the cats. In fact, it's such a change from our warm sunny days that I wonder if my daughter and Snowdrop will want to do our usual Saturday trip to the farmers market downtown. (A quick exchange of messages reassures me that we're on!)

Breakfast, in the kitchen. It's late, but I swear, Ed could easily have stayed in bed for another several hours. It's the kind of day where reading under a warm blanket or quilt feels so good!

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It's a week of market changes. Just a little here and there, but still, a definite movement toward closure (we have only a month of outdoor markets left here in Madison). For instance, the booth where we typically pick up a croissant or two to munch on has moved indoors. It's as if our blood, typically hardy and ready to take on even a fierce Arctic blast, hasn't yet been "winterized." We all feel cold, even though objectively, it's not that cold.

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Outside again -- this is the last week of Door County peaches. Once they're gone, our only market fruits will be apples and pears and the occasional melons.

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Flowers -- they're beautiful right now, in their final week of glory. Snowdrop picks this bouquet. I want to take a head on picture, but she tells me -- gaga, I'm at an age where I don't like pictures with flowers!

We compromise.

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I buy corn. Possibly for the last time. And more tomatoes. Another whole crate, at $1 a pound. For winter freezing. And arugula, and radishes -- somehow my bags fill!

(Snowdrop gets her favorites, including curds and a maple sugar sucker.)

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And all the while, you just can't ignore the change in temperature. Snowdrop, who initially shrugged off any need for a jacket, looks longingly at my bulky sweater. Sure, little girl. Anytime.

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In the evening, Snowdrop is at the farmhouse again, this time for a sleepover. It's been a while! As she gets older, the focus is so different! It's not just about playing anymore. We eat pizza (and veggies, because I'm the kind of gogs who never fails to push veggies), we read books, we watch a movie. Grown up things! Well, with a four year old's twist!

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I throw one last look outside. The clouds make for a dark night. There is once more a threat of heavy rains. But even if we had a clear sky, it would be dark out there.  It's the night of the New Moon -- a time when you cannot see even a sliver of moonlight with just the naked eye. It's quiet, the air is crisp, and so deliciously autumnal!