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Well, we went from days in the 90’s to days in the 70’s in what seemed like a nanosecond. But upon review, we did get a week of 80 degree days. And we FINALLY got some rain, after a wet spring and then nothing for months and months.

This is my produce washing sink, that sits under an apple tree in our side yard. I take some variation of this picture every fall. I’m always struck by the contrast of the fall leaves against that white (well, whiter than anything else out there) sink.
An old friend used to say, “Put a fork in me, I’m done”. Well, yesterday was my last farmers market of the season. We started in May doing one market a week, and come June, we were doing three. We went back down to one in October. But it was a total of 60 markets in the last 6 months. I think I skipped a total of 5. I say “we” because my husband helps me set up and tear down on Saturdays. But mostly its me. It’s been a GREAT year (more on that in another post) but for now, I’m really happy to take a bit of a break. I AM however, filling 3 wholesale soap orders and prepping for a holiday market in early December. So, I’m not done yet. Read the rest of this entry »
Well, after a crazy hot beginning of September, where temperatures were still in the 90’s, we’ve finally cooled down, thank heaven. And I’ve been running around like a mad squirrel harvesting and drying and canning and freezing for the winter months. I just finished canning our 28th pint of tomato salsa! Dried beans mostly picked. Chilies mostly dried or pickled. A good portion of the winter squash and potatoes harvested. Onions all cleaned and stored. Corn blanched and in the freezer. You get the idea.
We’ve had rain the last few days, and the garden and yard looks so, well, fall-like. It’s my favorite time of year. The smells. The colors. The feeling of a job well done.
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Note to self. When running down to Walla Walla to sign some important papers, and leaving in a hurry after trying to take care of the abundance of produce sitting in buckets, in the root cellar, and still on the vine, DON’T LEAVE THE GARDEN GATE OPEN when you leave. I was gone for about 36 hours. When I returned, just at dusk on September 27th, I could SEE the deer’s ears sticking up on the far side of the flower bed. Insert many expletives later. Insert yelling at deer, who then proceeded to throw itself into the net fence trying to escape, ripping out most of the staples on that side. Read the rest of this entry »
I think if you asked 100 people on the street what their favorite season is, about 80% would say fall. Why is that? Is it just all the pretty colors? The nip in the air? Or does this time of year somehow hit an ancient chord with us, knowing that the harvest is in, the storage bins areĀ full, and there is high hope that we will survive the winter (even if it is by running to the store)? Read the rest of this entry »