Love the cold morning sunrises.
Misty, dew ridden and glowing.
There is something special about the early morning.
It is fall now and the light changes.
Intoxicating.
The smells of decaying leaves.
Crisp cool days.
Like a fine wine.
Yesterday I worked on a quilt and
finally put it up on the design board.
Should have done this from the beginning.
Something doesn't work.
Now to figure out what.
My dear husband found 3 more flats of
tomatoes in his garden.
I am about done with the harvest thing.
I suggested he find another home for
any more abundance from his garden.
Mary's kitchen will be closed after today.
Salsa will be the last thing I can.
Have a great day.
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