Oct 23, 2017
Normally, fall just sort of gradually sneaks up on us.
Not this year. One day it was 95, and a few days later, frost was on the roof.
Other than a few days in the high 70’s, we haven’t looked back.
As I write this, we are sitting at a half inch of rain, and no let up in sight. The ‘5000 mile river of rain’ has arrived.
We couldn’t be happier. The pasture keep getting greener, the trees, redder.
And the greenhouse, fuller.
Most mornings, the mist plays with the rising sun, casting shadows and veils across the landscape.
The cooler evenings call for several forms of warmth, two of which are seen here:
Cowboy Coffee Beef stew, based on the original recipe from Lynne Curry’s must-have book ‘Pure Beef’. Almost the entire pot consists of ranch raised ingredients.
The return of fall bring two sights that bring a smile to everyone’s face-double rainbows, and fields of pumpkins, ready to be turned into canned and frozen pumpkin pies, courtesy of Mrs. Smith’s.
Hubby took the pumpkin picture, on Old River Road, SE of Monroe, Oregon, in the heart of the Willamette Valley, looking west.
As the ranch prepares for the long winter, and the Japanese maples start their fabulous show, we reflect on the past year, and look ahead to the new year. The season reflect life; we are born of the spring, grow and play in the summer, mature – more or less – in the fall, and slip slowly into winter. The rhythms of the animals and plants follow the same beat.
May your harvests be the best ever, and your winter be just enough.