In the fall we have a family tradition where if you catch a falling leaf and then put it under your pillow, the Fall Fairy stops by during the night to leave you a new pair of (often beautiful and) warm socks in preparation for the coming winter.
I post this picture now because when looking back through my photos, I saw it and thought, oh to have the days of Fall again. Yup, I’d rather have a brown yard, that needs to be raked (but where I could still wear shorts and a tee-shirt) than this these days.
This is the same yard, just a few months apart. Absolutely amazing. And I know, I live in New Hampshire, what do I expect, right?
All I can say is that I’m glad the Fall Fairy listened to the Farmer’s Almanac this year and decided to go with wool.
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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at [email protected]
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