Not so long ago....
Just a few of the many...
Autumn is here, the air is cold, the days are short, the coyotes are back. We have a large pack in the forest behind our house, we can hear them howling, like wolves, in the darkness. The chickens are all locked up, tight.
Tonight we are expecting our first hard frost of the season...
Old jars from my neighbor...
Chocolate.... from 1911.
Hinx Jinx
The old witch stinks
The fat begins to fry.
There's nobody home
But Jumpin' Joan
And mother and father and I.
The frost is on the pumpkin! Enjoy, Debbie. It's such a wonderful time of year in New England. I miss it every year.
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