Saturday, September 1, 2012

Report from the back forty

Not much doing right now that seems worth writing down, I guess.  Started putting the wood in this week, and the mister is mowing the fields.  A neighbor comes and rakes it into windrows, bales it, and takes it home for his horses.
It's been hot, and dry, and worrisome.  When you live where we do, surrounded by forest,  any scent of smoke on the air gets your attention.  We spent a good fifteen collective minutes last evening deciding that yep, that was wood smoke east of us, not real close, but Out There.  By bed time it was gone, either that or the wind had shifted. 

First of September. Wow.  And a blue moon last night.

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