Usually in the fall my schedule slows down somewhat. I have a seasonal job that comes to an end in mid October, which means I have more time to devote to getting the gardens put to bed and preparing for the winter season.
Instead, this year I have been spending my time driving back and forth to Connecticut to be with my father who has been ill. During the weeks that I’ve been at home I have enjoyed some beautiful fall weather, perfect for hanging the laundry outside. Nothing is better than the smell of sheets dried on the line.
There is still quite a bit of wood that needs to be split and stacked. Luckily there is enough already split and stacked to get us through the winter.
The garlic has been planted and today I will be mulching the beds with straw.
The beans that were left on the trellis have now been picked and just need to be separated from the shells.
Unfortunately my father passed away quietly in his sleep last week. Not the news we wanted to hear but I am so thankful for the time I did have with him this last month. He will be greatly missed. I go back down to Connecticut this week, spending time with my family and my loved ones. This will be one October I will remember forever.