Ava and Zoey hadn’t been out much yesterday so I took them for a sunset walk. It’s too bad those apples have already fallen, I thought, and then I remembered that it is almost October. Ash leaves are orange and gold and falling and the elm leaves black and crunchy. The stream up the road is still from lack of rain and our pond is lower than ever. It was 73° when I mistook a flash of lightening for a flashlight and wondered what Steve was doing outside at 3 am. Temperatures have been in the high 80°’s and low 90°’s and the humidity in the 90%’s this week. It’s been miserable, especially for late September.

This tree is usually the last to drop its apples. They’re a little bitter but when they’re the last apples available the deer and snowshoe hares will eat them. That’s usually in mid to late October. There aren’t many left on the tree now.

Orange and gold leaves of ash trees on the left, dead leaves and bare branches on the elms on the right. Elms normally don’t drop their leaves until after the ash.

The pond is 22 feet deep on the western side and 15 feet on the east (far) side when it’s full so there’s still quite a bit of water. 92° on Wednesday afternoon, 38° on Saturday morning. October is almost here. It will be nice to get up in the morning and put sourdough bread in the oven. I look forward to a chilly kitchen that will warm from the heat of the oven. It’s going to be nice to be operating a homestead bakery by the end of October. 😉

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