Saturday mornings are Farmers Market mornings.  It's my time to stroll through the three pavilions visiting with familiar vendors and adding new ones to my routine.  There is so much wonderfully fresh produce weekly and I have had to control what I buy now or I'm throwing food away.  Last week I bought a North Georgia Candy Roaster squash. They are sweet and make delicious pies.  The old farmer who sold it to me is one I try not to engage in  conversation with during the sale. His conversation never stops while I'm cradling the heavy squash. Once I broke away from him I hooked a golf cart ride with a volunteer back to my car, placed the heavy squash in the back, and returned to the pavilions.  I've frozen many of the veggies for fall and winter. 

This morning I was compelled to stop at a pipe display, not that I was thinking about taking up pipe smoking like the old mountain women, but what caught my eye and brought up unexpected childhood memories was the craftsman using a handsaw to carefully cut a choice section of plank chosen to make his next pipe.  He explained the process and the type of wood he used which showed his love of the craft. 

This became a walk of memories and emotions this morning, unexpectedly..................

Thursday I saw my doctor due to what he called was only contact dermatitis. I was concerned that it might be ringworm.  We spent the rest of the visit talking about unexpected emotions that will break through sometimes.  Perfect timing.  Such a relief to express what I go through some days.

Thursday night around 9 o'clock with windows closed and tv on there was a slow cracking sound coming from the woods.  As it became louder and stronger I recognized the sound of a large tree breaking.  Then the sound of crushing branches could be heard as the tree pulled other trees down until it hit the forest floor with a thud and shook the ground.  I didn't know what direction it was falling and wondered if I should duck for cover.  It wasn't until morning that I saw the huge oak on Charlie's property broke and fell into my woods crushing trees as it landed.  

Charlie and I found out the tree was infested with a blight that has been in area forests and now is moving into our woods.  

Since this tree fell into the woods and is not blocking a road or anything Charlie and I agree to leave it alone and let it slowly break down on its own.  It would cost thousands to hail out.  

This past week has been extremely hot and humid. Next week weather is predicted to change, maybe an early feeling of fall weather.