As the month of August fades into September, I reflect on this last month of summer.
The garden was a great teacher. It taught patience and carefull watchfulness;
it taught industry and thrift; above all it taugh entire trust.
We head into my favorite season, Autumn. There is not a thing I dislike about this season.
The crisp mornings, the leaves having their magical color change,
the early morning frost sparkling in soft morning light. The smell of
wood smoke in the air, a warm woolen sweater and a wonderful quilt to snuggle into.
Have a wonderful week!
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