Feeling Fall
There is no denying the sense of a change of season around here. The hours of daylight are noticeably shrinking. The dew point temperature has dropped, adding a fresh feeling to the decline of summer’s heat. It is my favorite time of year. It ushers in my favorite season: winter. I am obviously excited about the prospect of spending it on our new farm.
I’m dashing off to spend this beautiful Saturday morning toiling away at the day-job. I loath the overtime that requires my precious weekend hours, but that job has new significance for us right now, in that it is what qualified us for the loan to purchase the farm. I am grateful for the employment. That doesn’t mean I have to like working Saturdays, though.
Did I point out that there are a lot of maple trees on the farm? The sellers mentioned that they used to be tapped for syrup. Would we? You never know.
Relative Something 
I say “try it”!
We found we had neglected raspberry bushes here that have turned into a great adventure! 60 + jars of jam on my shelf as we speak!
Mary
September 8, 2012 at 7:31 am
I do believe we will be interested in transplanting raspberry bushes if you still have them to spare. Just maybe, someday, we will be able to offer some maple syrup in return.
johnwhays
September 9, 2012 at 8:30 am
Re:they used to be tapped for syrup – this also has to do with the ‘right’ climatic conditions, I believe.
Ian Rowcliffe
September 9, 2012 at 9:00 am