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Everything is Autumn

Early morning fog, yesterday

We wrapped up broiler season yesterday and now our five chest freezers are stocked full of chicken to supply customers for the rest of the winter.  We raised over 3,000 broiler chickens this year and I think I speak for our entire butcher crew when I say we are happy to take a break for a while.

(Missed the opportunity or want another chance to volunteer?  

We are butchering stewing hens in a couple weeks and  turkeys on November 18 and 19.)

Keith catching broilers

I do love the early morning chores and the chance to watch the sun light up the mist that hangs over the chilly fields.  There is something magical about being out in a pasture, listening to the steady grazing of my heifers and hearing my turkeys gobble as they wake up to sunshine.  Here in western Oregon, though, there is always the knowledge in the back of your mind that these delightful mornings are numbered.  Soon there will be an incessant rain, cold fingers, muddy boots and wet hair that hangs in my eyes.  There are still delights, I just have to look harder to find them.

Sleepy kids on the butcher crew – mirroring the sentiments of the grownups. 

It’s time to slow down for the season, start thinking about putting a pot of homemade chicken noodle soup on the stove and begin making goals for the winter and spring.  I’m looking forward to:

  • Pressing more fresh apple cider
  • Thanksgiving dinner with my beloved family
  • Mad Men season 6.  I don’t know when it will start, but I’m on the edge of my seat!
  • Running more.  Maybe training for something big?
  • Having more time to tackle nagging projects that get put off during summer farm season…like equipment maintenance and fixing fences.
  • Reading the next book club selection which just happens to be written by one of my favorite authors.
  • Our church home group that starts tonight.
  • Going skiing and soaking up some Mt. Bachelor sunshine.

What are you looking forward to as the seasons change?

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Autumn at My Place

porch punkins

porch punkins

Despite the often drizzly, dreary days that autumn brings to Western Oregon, I am always romanced by the glory of fall.

Nearly every year, I find myself surprised at the rapid onset of rain and with it, the changing colors of the deciduous trees.  Wasn’t it jump-in-the-sprinkler, barbecue-a-burger summer just a few short minutes ago?

I attribute much of this confusion to my childhood on the Oregon Coast.  I grew up smack-dab in the middle of a Douglas Fir forest, where the colors never varied from your standard, run of the mill evergreen.  Aside from annually shedding a pile of fircones on the lawn, the trees just never really changed that much.

fog droplet

fog droplet

I remember driving Highway 20 to the Valley with my family, as a kid.  In the fall, around the time we hit the metropolis of Eddyville, we would start exclaiming, “look at the trees!  Check out that bright orange one up there on the hill!”   Fall was a novelty to us.

This year, I’m particularly enjoying autumn.  Maybe it’s the fact that I’m outdoors much more, or that I’ve moved to a new home resplendant with the bounty of the season.

I went on a little stroll around our new property the other day to share my view with you.  Hope you enjoy the colors as much as I do.

a mushroom after the rainfall

a mushroom after the rainfall

recollections of childhood

recollections of childhood

hedgerow pears

hedgerow pears

our backyard

our backyard

pears and lichen

pears and lichen

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