September First

"The breezes taste
Of apple peel.
The air is full
Of smells to feel-
Ripe fruit, old footballs,
Burning brush,
New books, erasers,
Chalk, and such.
The bee, his hive,
Well-honeyed hum,
And Mother cuts
Chrysanthemums.
Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze."
- John Updike, September

There is something about September that just wants you to slow down.  Your not quite ready for sitting near the wood stove but you are getting ready for it. The leaves are starting to turn and when you drive down the road, the car makes little tornado's from the leaves that have fallen.

I walked out into the garden this morning.  I was very careful not to look in certain directions as I don't want to see how much work still lies ahead.  I take note of the broom corn standing tall in the morning fog. 

The morning glories smile.

The cold bee takes refuge on the sunflower. 

Amidst the weeds non edible plants I found more cushaw squash.

That makes five of them.  The LI cheese squash grew up over the mesh I had up for the green beans.  The green beans toppled but underneath the squash grew on.

# 2 son goes on his first "date" tonight.  They are going for pizza and a movie.  My baby boy!  The doctor has released him and last night he played in his first scrimmage match of the year. We won! 

The canning still continues.  #1 daughter calls it "storing the nuts for winter".  Her and Sir T will be coming up this weekend.  It is their birthdays (9/3 and 9/5).  Since we haven't seen them in a couple of weeks and because it is Labor Day weekend and the last hurrah before school starts on the 8th, it should be a great weekend.