October has been kind to us here in New England...Indian summer has dazzled us with her warm sun filled days and cool frosty nights...The countryside's color is now at it's peak... leaves found in shades of crimson, orange and gold swirl through the air landing softly on the cool earth below...A morning walk through the woods now takes on a magical persona...
We find the air cool and damp with a fragrance that only autumn can bring...
leaves crunch under foot as Travis and I plod along...
we quickly realize that we are not alone..as a pair of white tail deer jump out across our path... which in turn cause a flock of turkeys to fly to the tree tops above...squirrels and chipmunks quickly scatter while blue jays begin to scold us for disturbing the peace and quiet...
as we follow the winding trail Travis and I quietly peek in on a Gnome and Faerie village...a magical community deep in the woods...on this day we leave an offering of a newly found turkey feather, a mushroom, pine cones and a small John Deere tractor...Travis says to me "Granny faeries can fly but, they still need a tractor"...
October is always a busy month here, there are gardens to be mulched and put to bed, a coop to be readied for the cold weather soon to come, there are the millions and millions of leaves to be raked... my least favorite fall activity by far...the firewood has been stacked and the chimney cleaned...it is time to feather our nest too...blankets have been laundered and pillows aired...the days of staying close to the wood stove are quickly approaching...in a few short weeks darkness will come an hour earlier...oh, how quickly the seasons pass...I must get busy...good afternoon from Dog Trot Farm...
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