This morning is the first I find myself in long sleeves.
Each morning as I stumble up the hill to let the chickens out the grass is heavier with dew than it was the previous morning. I love the subtle changes that are happening each day. The air feels fresh, the trees seem too tired to hold on to their shiny green leaves.
The sunflowers are heavy and droopy after astonishing us with their height. All that from a tiny little seed?
Maybe the up and coming winter will be long and gray, I’ll worry about that later.
For now there is too much work to do…just ask the chipmunks!
Happy Sunday to you!