Fall Fell

We've had a few frosts. The nastursiums were the first to go but not before Bo got a great picture.The fall-bearing rasberries continue to amaze with steady produce.

The front feild is pretty spectacular with the rime in the morning;

and the maples Bo planted years ago are now ablaze with orange/red leaves.

As I walked throught the first fallen leaves this year I was so taken with their color I wanted to pick the brightest ones to save. It made me think of kindergarten.....putting them between pieces of waxed paper, trying to capture them in their moment of spectacular transition. Then it occurred to me that fall leaves never fail to delight. It is such a simple thing but we are always amazed by their beauty, always on the lookout for the next, best, one. It is reassuring somehow to still be delighted by something so simple.

If your mother tells you you should do something and then your daughter tells you the same thing it is probably a good idea to take the advice. So I begin to write about life on Turtle's Walk Farm.

Farm is perhaps a misnomer. We don't make a living off the land here but we are trying to live a life more in touch with our land. One of the best things we have done is to stop mowing so much. As a result the front field goes through a wonderful series of blooming. First the Corn Flowers and Red Clover grow up. The some of the grasses take the lead. As they dry, the Queen Anne's Lace takes over and when those flowers fade the tiny, wild asters create a cloud of white that lasts for half of September and most of October. We mow the edges and a few curving pathes through the field which gives it a lovely green border. A pheasant showed up last January so we must be not doing something right. Less is definately more!

Bed Fellows

Everybody can get along.