“There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.”
~ Joe L. Wheeler
The last of the summer grass is long and lush and sweet.
The wind by turn blows warm and then cold.
The leaves are tumbling down, making a pretty carpet upon the lawn.
The air is rich with the fragrant smoke of burning camphor and eucalyptus branches as farmers light their burn piles.
The fields are full of new calves, noses wet with milk as they push at their mothers’ full udders.
My basket is full of crisp apples. Soup bubbles on the stove.
I love this time of year!
I read of Autumn on your post…and it is just beginning summer here…I can have a taste of both…how nice!
I love autumn too. Love your farm hope you and your family are healthy and happy as can be.
I love those posts (the others also :-)) of nice things that make the day and make one happy. Thank you Nicole.
Idyllic xxx
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Autumn is my favorite time of year. Your farm looks so inviting and I love cows. I should have had a farm. Maybe in a past life and hopefully in a future one. I so long for naturalness of it. Soup looks scrumptious. Think I’ll make some tomorrow.