It still feels summer-like during the days, but the evenings are undoubtedly fall-like. Such an odd time of year dressing my kiddos. Dress them warm enough for morning and they'll be scorching hot in the outfit by lunch. At least with layers, she can still sport her beautiful summer dresses mid day.
But we are changing gears to pants and boots. And digging out the sweaters.
I keep on plugging away in the garden...thinking fall and winter and preserving. I'm harvesting the last of some, the first of others. There's been lots of canning, freezing and dehydrating. The root cellar and pantry are filling up. Mundane stuff now, but things I will be most thankful for in the upcoming months.
This is the first time since my childhood that I have grown potatoes. I don't know why I have skipped doing so. I live in Maine, potato country. Beautiful red bliss. We just harvested enough for dinner, but still need to get the rest. The cucumbers are about done, I'm bringing in sugar pumpkins and winter squash. Still more (and more) kale, basil. Having the last of tomatoes and salads. Thankful for the late planting of extra beans and enjoying the burst that is just happening now. Enjoying the eggplants as they are all coming at once. Having stuffed peppers for the first time this year.
There's still plenty of bug watching. I could spend hours watching bugs. Did I ever tell you I was big into entomology as a kid? I caught, mounted and labeled oodles. My shadowbox display even made it all the way to the great New York State Fair. Blue ribbons all the way. Anyway, I love insects. I haven't seen a praying mantis in quite some time. This one posed for me. I could watch them all day.
And some dragonfly love.