Well, it's happened again.
As I knew it would.
It seems the heart has an unlimited capacity for love,
and I have fallen... hook, line, and sinker,
for three little souls that have come to live on the farm.
You may remember two weeks ago, when the duck eggs
that we had found in a neighbor's yard
(yes, from our ducks)
began to hatch.
One, two, three baby ducklings hatched on Monday, two weeks ago.
And yesterday, having grown exponentially in two weeks time,
they came to live on the farm.
You've seen the videos of our wacky runner ducks,
so you know that they are not very socialized when it comes
to us humans.
These ducklings, on the other hand, have imprinted on humans,
and love to be cuddled.
Place your hand upon the ground and you immediately
have a duck, or three on top of your fingers.
They love to have their bellies rubbed.
Oh. My. Goodness!
They are adorable beyond words.
I am smitten!
I might be moving into the brooder house with them so that I can
just cuddle them all day long!
Not even kidding.
We had a spectacular weekend here on the farm.
After months of heat and humidity,
we had a cool, dry weekend and it was wonderful!
All of the animals are so much happier without the intense heat.
Mornings have been downright cold... with temperatures in the 50's,
we've needed to wear sweatshirts for morning chores.
Our weekend was filled with on-the-farm activities.
We baked two loaves of bread...
Hubbs made a cranberry walnut boule,
and I made a rosemary, sea salt boule with fresh rosemary from the garden.
I used the garden bounty to make a fresh salsa
(our own tomatoes, peppers, red onions, and jalapeño peppers)
which we ate with practically every meal...
even on our eggs for breakfast.
There is such satisfaction in eating a meal like this...
home-grown eggs and veggies,
as well as home-baked bread.
I spent a little time sewing each day,
and was able to keep up with my own challenge of sewing an apron
each day in September.
|(My dress form has a bad case of curvature of the spine.)|
Each apron, thus far, is on its way to a new home.
During this time when we are unable to travel,
it's fun to watch my aprons travel to far-away places.
Although these look small... as they are tied rather tightly,
they are quite generous.
Happy Labor Day, my friends.
To me, Labor Day always signifies the end of summer and
the start of one of my favorite times of year.
How I look forward to all things pumpkin,
fires in the wood stove,
and the crunch of leaves beneath my feet.
Oh, how I love the change of seasons and all of the delights
that come with each new period of time.