october already?

after reading foucault in college i walked around telling anyone who would listen that time is a construct. now, i am floored by the nebulous reality of time. fall has arrived, the leaves have fallen, the mornings are cold enough for hats and scarves, we even turned the heat on!

the color of the sky has changed from the crisp hues of summer to moody clouds and sheepish blues.

the garden is still producing brassicas, pumpkins are ripening on the vine. i cut down an alder and a beech to make shitake logs and the garlic will go in this week. bean pods are drying in the greenhouse, and green tomatoes ripening in a basket on the porch with a banana.

i am beginning to take stock of how my year went. how did i do in terms of goals and dreams i set for myself? what needs a bit of refocusing to finish the year off strong? where can i realign? what can i let go of?

this year has given us some pretty big punches to the gut, and we have navigated them one step at a time. giving ourselves plenty of room for all of the emotions that arise and the pain and joy inherent in being human.

focusing on what does bring us joy, rather than what else could possibly sucker punch us.

here with a photo dump of garden bounty, misty mornings, and dogs. some of our truest joys.

river of fog

october roses

smaller worlds

tomatoes…..