So it's that time of year again. The trimmed trees, the garland, the wrapping paper and Santa decorations all lining store shelves- it can only mean one thing: It's time to get out to the garden and harvest those vegetables! This year was a disappointment to say the least. Still, we don't make our living from the garden. On the other hand, we have no subsidies that will compensate us for the lost money we invested in it. We hope next year is better - both financially and climate-wise. Nonetheless, we emerged with at least a few bags of veggies, and it looks like there might be another round before the frosts hit. What? Who cares? This is a blog! Let's insult people and point out who else is screwing up the world. Maybe later. Right now, it was a chance to bask in the cloudy day giving a taste of autumn to come, and enjoy watching the family running around trying to find what fruits of our labors were ready to be enjoyed, or at least canned.
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The older two working diligently in the cherry peppers |
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Our second son and scarecrow: a conversation |
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Our youngest is the cherry tomato picking champion of the East |
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Our oldest strikes a charismatic pose |
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Our 7th grader was part of our town's annual Horse Parade preparing for the county fair |
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So we were glad he was willing to jump in and do his part as his super great Mom looks on |
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Of course he found energy to do what he's been asked not to do just the same |
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Sometimes the boys are like this |
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But as often as not, they're like this, which makes waking up in the morning worth it all |
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