Thursday, September 4, 2014

September Morn

Yes, September is here for sure.
 You can see it in the sky each morning...

as the sun dramatically returns to us from the other side of the world.

With September comes a smell in the air that is hard to describe.
It is here every year...
a warm fragrance of baked peaches, apple cider and new mown grass, 
with a little ylang ylang thrown in for good measure...
put those  fragrances together and you can imagine what I am smelling.

I only wish we could do a scratch and sniff blog post so that I could share it with you.
The odor is intoxicating... especially for me.
(I am one of those super-smellers, gifted with an overactive olfactory sense...
sort of like a dog's.)
If any of you have any idea what it is I am smelling, please enlighten me!

I spent yesterday morning cleaning and slicing almost a bushel of organic peaches.
I froze them in peach-pie-sized batches to bake with this winter.

With peaches put away, it was time to pick pears.
A tree full of sweet, crunchy red pears awaited me at our elderly neighbor's house.
He had told me to help myself...

and that's just what I did!
Then I moved on to our own little pear tree that held about 7 green pears.

Ummm, make that six.

Mmmmmm...nothing like fresh pears for a snack...
and perhaps a pear tart this weekend.

With fruit chores out of the way, it was time to get out and do a bit of mowing.

Down through the fence row....
all the while being driven crazy trying to name the sweet fragrance being carried on the breeze.

I sniffed flowers as I passed them...none of them seemed to be emitting the strange smell.

I stopped in to visit the fainting goats.

My presence sent Andy running across the field...stiff legged.
If I had been a stranger, he would surely have stiffened up enough to drop over (faint).

The chickens are always hanging out by the goats' water buckets,
like children on the pool apron during an adult swim.
Fred goes for a drink and sends them scattering.

It's hard to believe it's been almost 6 months since Annie came to live at the farm.
She has turned into the perfect farm dog...
excellent hunter, yet respectful of the farm animals
(ok, I do catch her from time to time chasing a barn cat).

When she arrived she was tiny and timid, tale-between-her-legs, scared of everything.
Now she has grown and is practically fearless...carrying her tail looped high over her back.
I love rescue stories with happy endings...and this is surely one of them!


daisy g said...

Everything looks picture perfect there. What a beautiful sky! So glad Annie worked out well. She is livin' the life now!

jaz@octoberfarm said...

i wonder if it is fall that you smell? the changing of the leaves? i too am a super smeller. it's both a curse and a blessing. my kids hated it when they were younger because i could smell a cigarette or a beer a mile away. however, if someone sprtizes me with perfume in a department store, i almost melt. annie sure found her home didn't she?

Anonymous said...

Oh that Annie, she melts my heart! TerriC

Lynne said...

Great visit of the Haven today . . .
And we can't forget that in six months Annie has encountered a few "quills and smells!"
Adventuresome has been the cause . . .

Kendalle said...

Look at that Happy Annie Smile! She sure is one lucky girl! as are all of your fur babies!

Gayle from Oklahoma! said...

I love the smell of fall too! I think it's the leaves changing, then falling with crisp, moist breezes that scent the air. Here there is an undercurrent of cool air even when it's in the 90s. I can't wait, but I don't want to rush the time either!

Junebug said...

I sit here in the morning with coffee in hand, slider wide open, cool air drifting in, watching the sun rise, reading my favorite blogs, knowing that Fall is on its way. The maple leaves are already starting to turn golden, soon it will be garden clean up time. I'm still harvesting tomatoes and hope to can a few. Oh yes, this is a wonderful time of the year. Hugs!!

Missy George said...

Happy for Annie and you as well...Pears look yummy..You must have your Dads sense of smell..Lovely post..

Angelsdoor * Penny said...

Good evening Beverly,
Fresh pears! Oh yum..... Beautiful post... Love the sunrise... I still can't get over the fainting goats! I had never seen one till I first visited you post... I can remember watching the video, thinking to myself....Are they ok? How crazy was that!
Wishing you a beautiful upcoming weekend.


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