Fall has been a flurry of activity around these parts. For one, we got ourselves some chickens. We started out with 7, one died, now we have 8…I’m not sure how the math works out but here they are! Tallulah, Suie, Millie, Stella, Luna, Bindi, Calamity Jane, and Ducky respectively. So far we’ve only had one girl escape, but that’s another story for another time. We all agree that we love them more than we thought we would, which was a lot. They are funny, nervous, quirky girls who provide hours of entertainment, especially for August who enjoys chasing them around their coop (hence their nervous quality). Lately I’ve found myself pulling up a chair and watching them do their chicken thing in the light of the afternoon.
Other than the excitement of the new girls there’s also been a whole lot of wood chopping, leaf raking (or lack of it), school work, knitting, quilting, coops to build, birthdays to celebrate, kids to cart here, there, and everywhere, apples to pick, work to be done, fires to build, friends to be with, guest beds to make and then remake, and life to be lived. It’s been busy in the best possible way but, dare I say, that part of me looks forward to a day, in the not-so-far future, when the first snow will fall and there’s nowhere to be but home and nothing to do but sit.
For now I will try to enjoy this last bit of autumn, as the leaves move from varying shades of vibrancy to more dull winter hues and fall to their final resting place where they become a part of the cycle all over again…and are eventually raked up my me.