Certainly seems that fall has arrived. The beans are turning in the fields.
The mornings are cool – I grab a stocking cap for morning chores. The ditches on my walk out to feed chickens are filled with golds and browns,
and cattails, too. The 4 or 5 dozen Canada geese that have been camped in our pasture for the past month have now moved on to warmer climes.
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