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The burnished orange and cream coat of the large tomcat blended into the fallen autumn leaves, making him look rather like an odd shaped pumpkin as he sat waiting patiently for an unlucky rodent to emerge. His coat was thick and warm, ready for the cooler temperatures ahead. He'd come a long way from the lanky, hungry, lonely fellow we'd adopted nearly six years ago. We're coming up on Reggie's 6th anniversary of coming to our home, so I thought I would share a little bit about my favorite...
A single scarlet branch reached out of the woods on the nearby roadside, announcing like a banner that fall had officially arrived. On the homestead, the grass under my toes was cool with morning dew as I went to let out the chickens. Heavy fog lingered in the yard as the full moon set and the sun rose, providing a dreamy start to the day. Inside, the aroma of freshly harvested honey mingled with flowers - some purchased by a thoughtful husband, some picked by thoughtful children. Harvest...
The melons were finally ready for harvest. These plants had volunteered in another section of the garden and been moved to a spot in the corn patch where germination was poor (likely due to a certain group of duckies digging up the corn kernels shortly after planting). The combination of the move and dry summer slowed their growth, but they were determined to live and bear fruit. We gathered the fruit before the heavy rains, as too much moisture close to ripening can cause a melon to split....