Where did September go, then? Mine went by in a flurry of birthdays, outings, apples and new college course, baking, preserving, harvesting, jamming, tidying, cutting back, preparing.................as it should be really.
"The woods never look more beautiful than from the close of last month to the middle of October, for by that time it seems as if nature had exhausted all her choicest colours on the foliage. We see the rich, burnished bronze of the oak; red of many hues, up to the gaudiest scarlet;every shade of yellow, from the wan gold of the primrose to the deep orange of the tiger lily.... and all so blended and softened together in parts, that like the colours on a dove's neck, we cannot tell where one begins and teh other ends" (Chambers Book of Days, 1864)
"In October, dung your field, and your land its wealth shall yield"
"Dry your barley in October or you'll always be sober"
That's my work for today sorted then............:)