My personal end of summer comes only when my bike is put away and the farm markets close. Sigh, today was the last day of the Chili Farm Market. This morning cold temps couldn’t keep the farmers away. There were plenty of pumpkins, mums, and of course, apples. Fancy chickens and baby goats, to the delight of children and myself, were on display. I stocked up on broccoli and the discovery of the day was a ‘birdhouse’ gourd.
Charlie is in the process of removing the battery from my bike. It will be tucked away until next spring.
It’s time for winter projects, time to do some serious writing, time to make a trip to Joanne’s for knitting supplies, time to start counting the days till spring.
