I feel the Autumn here, my ornamental grape leaf vines are growing nicely and turning colors that scream Vermont, even if I know in my heart the homage is very, very slight.
We pruned the fruit trees, and fed the soil, and started a battle against the wrong sort of insects.
We slept in, and ate only food items that incorporated the sad offering that was this years lemon harvest.
Lemon Tarts
Lemon Yogurt
Lemon Drops
Vegetables with a lemon zest
Today is one of the last early morning skating sessions as the group got a permanent p.m. slot.
It is too early and too cold for skating but that is where I am going. I am fortified with recent memories, and if anyone messes with me, I'll give them a lemon to suck on.
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