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On the Hills

Sycamore trees are striking in the fall with their white bark and muticolored leaves. These should turn yellow. A good number stay green as they fall to the ground. Many turn brown.

On the hills the trees are sporting their fall colors. It’s interesting to watch the change creep over the hills. Robust summer green takes on a yellow tinge for a week or so. Overnight the tinge becomes the dominant color as hickories, pawpaws, elms and hackberries turn various hues of brilliant yellow. Oaks take on a dusky red.

Approaching winter doesn’t faze my High Reaches Nubian dairy goats. They are spending the days gobbling up persimmons, fallen leaves, acorns and grass. This is a time of plenty for them.

Wind comes through for the winter watch. Leaves start their spirals to the ground. The black walnuts are first to have bare branches except for the walnuts. These seem to delight in watching me pick them up, then littering the ground again.

I miss walnut season. No one is buying walnuts in town this year. That’s a shame as my trees have big crops and I have a friend willing to cart them away, those not left for the squirrels.

In the Garden

My raised garden bed has several crops growing including spinach, flat leaf parsley, mizuna and winter radishes. These wil take some cold, but the plastic turns the bed into a little greenhouse making them much happier.

The garden too is on winter watch. Light frosts, a couple of hard frosts have laid the summer crops low. The summer squash had buffers around it and the plants are still trying to grow more squash.

Tomatoes are gone. I’ve pulled the vines off the shade house and will put plastic over it for the winter. Cabbage, bok choi and Chinese cabbage need little protection, but grow faster with warmer air around them. The Chinese celery and rosemary need protection.

The raised bed has already been covered with plastic overnight. For now, the cover is pushed back as fall is in style this week. Winter watch begins again on Sunday.

Tadpoles still swim around in three rain barrels. The ones with legs might beat winter. The ones without will perish when winter pushes fall away leaving ice on the water, branches bare and a garden put to bed for a few months.

The trees here turn the usual autumn colors: yellows, reds, purples. There are blues out on the hills as the asters are blooming. Most of the ones along the road fell victim to the brush cutter.

I’m the one with the autumn blues.

My garden is sad as the summer crops wither away. A week of nights only a degree or two above freezing took its toll. Nothing is black yet, but soon.

After gorging on acorns, my High Reaches Nubian herd moves into pastures now lush after rain broke the drought to gobble grass and delicious weeds. Later these goats will waddle into the barn, after I chase them in, and relax chewing their cuds, ignoring the milk room and grain.

Piles of tomatoes and peppers make me feel guilty every time I go in the kitchen until they are put up.

The days keep getting shorter. There is less and less time to get things done and the ‘To Do’ list keeps getting longer with autumn clean up added.

Black walnuts and leaves are falling like the rain my garden wishes would fall. No one in town is buying the walnuts this year. I still have to pick a lot up or go suddenly roller skating across the lawn.

Fall is aster time. Most asters are some shade of blue. New England asters are royal purple with gold centers. The plants can be four or five feet tall covered with flowers, a spectacular sight.

Acorns are falling on the hills. My goats spend their days gorging and don’t bother to come to the gate in the evening, much less come in to eat and get milked. It can take almost an hour to find the herd and chase it in.

Autumn blues reflect the end of the summer, the coming of winter cold, another year gone by.

These are a matter of point of view. There are good things about autumn. The trees are lovely in their fall colors. My favorite New England Asters are blooming where I asked the brush cutter to spare them.

These bok choi and Chinese Napa cabbage are growing fast this fall. The bok choi is more tender frost wise, but the shade house will become an unheated greenhouse after killing frost. And old blankets and towels are great for seedling and plant protection.

My fall garden of cabbage, lettuce, bok choi, turnips and rutabaga is up. There is even a line of spinach missed by the mole that dug up many of the seedlings.

The goats are in breeding season. Even though I keep no kids now, spring kids are fun to watch and enjoy for a few months.

Out on the hills the barred owls are calling. The deer and wild turkeys are out.

I may have the autumn blues now, but they will pass leaving the anticipation of making plans for next year.