The cold front passed through bringing a few 28 degree nights and 49 degree days. The outer bands of hurricane Sandy blew fall decorations off the porch and brought down large dead oak branches. After what she did to the entire eastern area, we have no complaints. Families and friends in the east made it through without power loss or flooding. Our comfortable sunny fall days returned with a temperature of 76 yesterday. Cliff and I pulled weeds, limp frost-bitten morning glories and pepper plants still full of peppers, which I picked and will chop and freeze. He wanted to till the clay once before the cold winter hardens the ground but had to maneuver around still existing broccoli, rosemary, and parsley, which will probably make it through the winter. There are still another three stately oaks that I think need to come down on the south end of the garden that will give it the needed 6-8 hours of sun. Taking the trees to the ground has been difficult for me. I was surprised by the emotions that came over me when I first heard the crunching and crushing of breaking trees and the dense thud that shook the earth under my feet. Living in Cherokee County amid the forests flourishing with wild turkey, deer, small black bear and varieties of birds makes one reflect on the Native American reverence for earth and nature. These trees will bring warmth to our home and the plowed earth will provide food for family and friends.
I'm getting sappy in my retirement!!! I really do love western NC.
Happy Summer Solstice! It was a beautiful start to this day. The typical mountain fog had settled in when I got up at 6:30 but burned off shortly after. I always go outside when I first get up, scan for wildlife, and walk around soaking in the morning peace and calm. Did about 20 minutes of stretchy yoga, showered and had a light breakfast of cream of buckwheat with ghee-fried peaches. I still felt a little full from eating Italian food with Janice last night. We go out at 4:30 and take our time eating and talking, have a glass of wine and Friday night is dessert night. Janice is doing better. It'll be a year in August since she lost Ernie. I left the breakfast dishes in the sink and headed to our Murphy Farmers Market. First stop was "Healing Ways" produce farmers for fresh Swiss chard, butter crunch lettuce, and a bunch of young summer squash and zucchini since all of mine are falling off the plants....
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