A harvest feeling
I love looking at the pile of garlic bulbs. All cleaned up and ready to hang in the pantry. There are more in the shed but they’ll wait until we get back from Portland.
I really like the look of these calendula. The variety is Zeolight, and they have a subtle rusty orange color that is more soothing than the typical bright yellows and oranges. The squash is a mixture of Hubbard, butternut, and pumpkin. I was really excited to see a pale green Hubbard in there. I’ve tried multiple times to grow them without success. Not sure why this year is different. The house in the background is the neighbor of the community garden. He keeps to himself mostly.
This little one has been causing trouble in the yard, eating things and getting into the orchard. There are two of them. And their mother. They seem to like it here. For now, safely eating clover.
the first image transported me to another day and time, the green window frame and weathered cedar boards recalling the scent of salted air and the first stirrings of autumn
and I couldn’t help but think of you as I read this blog post about Blueberries for Sal … https://booksaroundthetable.wordpress.com/2023/08/25/for-fusilli-times-an-old-favorite/
I read this article in the New York Times! And we were in and around Brunswick yesterday and today, on a little excursion. I always loved hearing those two stories about Sal in Maine. The illustrations are wonderful.
Boy, lucky neighbor! That little one is so sweet.
I hope he appreciates the beautiful garden next door. I have to admit the fawns are sweet, even when they’re eating my crops.