Soy beans. As you can see, we are on the edge of harvest.
The wind is changing, and we are getting some cold nights. We had our first fire in the fireplace of the season.
It was luxurious. How amazing is a fire in the fireplace, really? It’s like therapy through hypnosis. It draws your attention and you can just stare for hours.
Maybe this will be the year our fireplace will be finished. I told Knut that if he’s going to do the mantle this winter, it’d be awfully nice to have it done for Christmas so I can decorate it. I’ve been sucked into pintrest.com looking for mantel decoration ideas. One thing that I saw on there are chalkboards with writing on it that you can change whenever. Then I remembered we have some salvaged slate boards from the walls of the one room schoolhouse that used to be around here, and they’re just sitting in our summer kitchen. So we’ll have to see if the size is right, or if it looks awful.
Knut loves my idea, but that’s not surprising since almost everything about our fireplace (besides the actual fireplace) is salvaged from the rocks from our fields, to the white posts on either side that used to be the old porch posts of our house when it was first built 110 years ago. Even the wood framing out the wood box is leftover from a renovation project that happened when Knut was growing up here. We love things with history. Fortunately for us, (and sometimes unfortunately) the previous owners never threw anything away.
Everything is out of the garden, and it has been tilled. Now that it’s nice and black, we’re thinking of taking all of the mulch and “fertilizer” from the chicken coop and working it into the freshly tilled soil for next Spring. I need to add some mulch to the hydrangea bushes before snow falls, and I think that will come from the chicken’s bedding as well.
I now have close to 8 ice cream pails of tomatoes, peppers, and beets sitting in my garage waiting for me to decide what to do with them. It’s mostly tomatoes. Seeing the black patch where the garden once was is like a big sigh of relief to me. It has been a very satisfying year.
I just love Fall.
Paula says
September 20, 2011 at 3:46 pmOur soy beans are just starting to drop leaves, so we’re a little further behind you. The fireplace will be fabulous when it’s finished. Isn’t it wonderful to have things with a past. I just finished repainting a table for Ella that Daddy and his sister had.
tiffany says
September 20, 2011 at 4:25 pmI agree with all my heart! It seems as though fall is a fresh and crisp reminder of God’s faithfulness and delight in the small things of life. Our black patch of earth is also a relief for me and the piles of fresh produce begged to be dealt with is slowly dwindling as well–praise the Lord!
Enjoy your cool nights, your growing children and the changing leaves. May they remind you of God’s faithfulness.
Blessings,
Tiffany
Casey (Laughs and Crafts 4 Mom) says
September 21, 2011 at 1:48 amI love fall too AND the way you write about it. God bless!
Mom says
September 21, 2011 at 4:22 amAh, yes, fall is the best time of year. I really miss the leaves changing and the cool evenings. Sometimes we drive up to Prescott to get the ambiance of fall. 🙂