autumn...

arbor & fence around our garden

"The leaves fall, the wind blows,

and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons

into its winter wools."

Henry Beston

~Northern Farm~

Pumpkin Moonshine, my pretty "garden helper" kitty

Our early morning found mist coming up from the hollows and fog hanging low, wood smoke from our chimney ~ just the nicest of those dark kind of days.

One old cottonwood still holds her deep green leaves

and below her, the crab apple branches still have yellow leaves and crimson red apples hanging on~ quite pretty still.

Then as the day unfolded, a beautiful clear blue autumn sky

with yellow, red and orange leaves quietly falling like snowflakes.

Now the sun is low in the western sky, bathing everything in a deep golden light.

A fire is built in the big fireplace and candles are lit throughout the house.

Soon it'll be time to dip candles down in the orchard with my daughter and grand daughter

and help with our family cider pressing.

Autumn speaks to my soul of home and family, of contentment

as the fields are put to bed to rest

and we rest while sitting at the edge of it.

~

What brings you joy this time of year, my friend?