ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
Meanwhile in the garden, there’s lots to report. For the past two days, this guy’s been munching on milkweed. And speaking of milkweed, mine is still blooming like crazy. Like a weed, in fact:) My new favorite plant!Continue Reading
Sunday afternoon a whole swarm of ladybugs came to call. It was the coolest thing and apparently not an uncommon phenomenon for a warm fall day. But I’d never seen anything like it. According to the Farmers’ Almanac, knower of all nature, garden, and moon trivia, a ladybug swarm is not a predictor of oncoming crazy winter weather or good luck (boo), but merely beetles looking for a warm place to hibernate. Apparently they chose us.
They crawled all over our front porch, up the side of the house toward the attic opening in the eaves.
Dear November,
Welcome, welcome, welcome. From Halloween until Christmas, you remind me to take time to be thankful for my blessings. Yes, I should always be thankful no matter the season, and I try to be. Even so, as the year winds down, I need this reminder.
I’m guessing we all do.
November, you are pure and easy, asking for nothing other than gratitude during autumn’s final hurrah. From sea to shining sea, we gather and eat and eat and eat as though we need the extra calories to face the frantic holiday month ahead. Brrrrr! Baby, it’s getting colder outside.Continue Reading
