The month of October has been so beautiful here in Western New York, I have enjoyed trying to capture some of the color and some of our labors on the farm.
Penny enjoys being a part of canning days in our farm kitchen.
Above, are the aronia berries I was canning for juice, and below are the warm-colored jars of hot peppers and salsa from our garden.
The jeweled colors collecting on the canning shelves in our basement make me smile with thankfulness for the abundance we’ve been given.
Sometimes you will find an autumn bouquet on our table. This one has pretty patterned zinnias, marigolds, snapdragons, and lavender-colored autumn crocus accented by parsley leaves.
Sometimes you will find a messy project like tomato sauce in the making.
Or mounds of our own grass fed beef being weighed and wrapped for the freezer.
This is an early morning shot showing the soft colors of a waking world growing light.
And here is an evening shot of the geese honking against a glowing sky.
I love the magnificence of this grand old walnut tree.
And the fullness of the golden maple tree.
These leaves may be spotted and imperfect, but they lend their beauty to the world just the same.
The arbor of wisteria vines is turning a pretty yellow above its twisting branches.
The cosmos are towering over the garden fence, nodding in the breeze.
We aren’t the only ones putting up food for the winter ahead.
Now join me for a little walk through the vegetable garden. The cherry tomatoes are a favorite snack as we pass by. A pet chicken has kept the bottom branches cleared of fruit as it ripens, so its a good thing this vine is growing on a trellis so we can claim the top ones for ourselves!
The queer shape of the romanesco broccoli is fascinating.
The nasturtiums are bright and vibrant even after the frost has touched them.
Its time to get dirty and dig the potatoes. Do you see the little fellows that were overturned also in that soft soil?
The pretty garlic bulbs have been drying up in the hay mow. Once the outer skin is brushed away, they are a clear, smooth white color.
The Rat-a-Tat-Cat is on farm patrol. Her fur is growing in so thick and soft for the cold days ahead.
While surrounded by all this beauty, we know that without a doubt, the Father above delights to shower us with His blessings.
Please know that you are loved always.
Its written in the autumn colors.
I have a sense of calm and thankfulness after viewing Penny’s adventures of her heart and mind set on God’s grace to us. (for which we deserve nothing) Seeing the colorful jars of the canned goodies took me back to the work of my Pennsylvania Dutch grandparents and me longing for Gramma’s chow chow, peaches, and a whole lot more! Thank you for bringing me back to that sweet time in my past.