While the first day of autumn was officially September 22nd, it hasn’t felt very much like fall until just recently. Only in the last couple weeks have the nights been decidedly cool. Cool enough that I have started to notice the first hints of frost early in the morning. Leaves are changing colours and we’re noticing the crunch of freshly fallen leaves when we walk outdoors.
It seems like Autumn’s transformation takes more time here. Or perhaps it’s that there are more signs of summer to cling to. Today we picked the last of the fresh frost-kissed strawberries and ate the last of our fresh corn and heirloom tomatoes. There are still plenty of apples and gourds but soon those will be gone too.
These last few months have been filled with preserving the summer’s bounty. Large batch preserving has come to an end and the pantry is stocked. I am thankful. Now that our firewood is piled high, I find myself enjoying the heat of the fire and moving towards different tasks. The time has come again to take up the knitting needles and dust off the sewing machine. I hope to have a handmade Christmas once again so I need to begin my projects very soon.