We were crazy busy on the equinox. Still are, but without the frantic edge that came with juggling my moonlighting gig with harvest with church lady duties.

The popcorn is in and drying.

On the equinox we had spectacular weather. It’s been dry and warm, highs in the mid-80s, since.

The storm led us to harvest the corn.

The late rain brought moisture at an inconvenient time, promoting aphids, grasshoppers (they chew through the husks to eat the kernels), and ear worms. (Yes, they really are a thing.)

We have a good crop even so.

I neglected the green beans for a couple of weeks. Big and getting tough, but still tasty if sliced thin. Wonderful stir fried with garlic and sweet chili sauce. Those are some of our last tomatoes.

I dug up the last of the potatoes yesterday. About another 30 pounds. Planting in straw does make them easy to find.

Marigolds in the long low light of autumn simply glow.

Pumpkins and squash have wandered everywhere. Still too green to cut and gather. That’s a lilac bush supporting this fellow. The lilacs have been blooming again after losing all their leaves in the wet of early August. They did this last year too. Irene loved lilacs.

We spent this past week preparing for my church’s fall rummage sale. It was yesterday. We may have made enough to put new linoleum in the kitchen AND support our local Christmas toy giveaway. Today we got to see the Grands. Since the last time we saw Moogie, she learned to sit on her own. She’s a big, strong child. At 6 months she wears 12 month clothes. She’ll sprout teeth any day now! And Felix is learning his colors in Spanish!

All the woolly caterpillars are out, telling us winter is coming.

Our land grows languid, shutting down with the waning light. Fall may be frantic, but in strangely mellow tones. I do love it so.