Fall has arrived. It was bitter cold this morning – the breeze was frigid. By the afternoon, the temps push back up into the mid-seventies, but you can sense a change. That little whip of a cold morning sure made it clear – summer is coming to a close.
The activities around the farm this week definitely compliment this change. One day, I spent 12 hours making tomato sauce and canning it. We have pickled and canned the rest of the cucumbers and green beans. Gramma and Grampa (with a little help from the little ones) stacked two cords of wood under the shed. Crab season is complete and the salmon are starting bite. The blueberries are dwindling down and the last of the berry crops, that delicious end-of-summer blackberry, is at its picking prime. Time to start planting the Fall crops and taking down the summer debris.