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Showing posts with label autumn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autumn. Show all posts

Monday, October 6, 2025

I WANT IT GONE! NOW!!

Okay, I DID get to watch two Monarch butterflies dancing around the buddleia over the weekend; that was nice (the hummingbirds have left for the season), but I’m SO over Summer. I want it GONE – NOW! We topped 80 degrees with HUMIDITY here in Southern New England over the weekend. I fucking hate HEAT and HUMIDITY. I know a lot of folks just LOVE summer and hate to see it go, but not me – hated every moment of it. Hate the sweat. Hate feeling like every drop of energy in my body has been sucked out just by walking across the lawn or even just by sitting on the deck and watching the butterflies. It's now OCTOBER!  I want the COLD!  I thrive below 60 degrees! Give me a 40 degree day and I am ALIVE! We had a touch of that last week and it was GLORIOUS to be working in the yard! 


I love Autumn. Absolute favorite season. Flannel lined shirts, light fog on a chilly morning. The briny smell of the North Atlantic wafting over the farm lands south of here, intermingling with scrub pine and the scent from a fireplace along the way. Throw in the peaty smell of falling leaves... There is nothing finer! It's like ingrained in my DNA; I need THAT!  NOW! Right NOW! 


Two more days of this inferno and then Autumn returns.  Also... 

(Thank you, Debra, for those last two) 

I did manage to put up a dozen or so jars of Ginger Pear preserve this weekend.  After the paw paw's that was the next harvest to come in. 

(pear carving...)
 

(preserves cooking) 

All the is left now are the oranges.  A couple more weeks on those ...

 

(Trifoliate - Hardy Orange) 
 

Makes what I call "Marmalade Not For The Feint Of Heart", that and INCREDIBLY martini bitters.   

R