Oh Beautiful Autumn

Well today has dawned beautifully after the full harvest moon last night.
I do so love to see the glow of the harvest moon, yet mourn the year passing so quickly at the same time.
We were up before the lark this morning as it is the day of the local historic ploughing match which hubby has a lot to do with. Sonshine made it home last evening and he has taken off with his Father before dawn loaded with veg for them to exhibit at the show. I'm afraid I bottled out this year...having rather overdone working during the month of August I knew better than push myself too hard making jams chutneys and cooking for the show. Just as well...I've had to do lots of prep. work for hubby's entries! Yes being married to him is rather akin to having another child sometimes...one I have little control over. Insert weary smile! I often joke that his guarantee has run out so I have to keep him now!

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Yesterday I managed to prepare for the freezer most of a bag of pears that one of my sisters in law kindly gifted us. I still have some to do but most of that particular task is done. In the afternoon I went out with Heidi to our youngest daughters and raided her orchard of a large quantity of apples. Luckily there is plenty of room in the freezer if I ignore the value of 16 bags of ice cubes we were given after a friends wedding! Yes really. She has a little puppy and we also all went for a short walk. She is a Beagle and boy does she have energy to burn. At one point she skidded past me on her back under an apple tree...obviously tearing around so fast and didn't corner too well! Luckily Heidi tolerates her well...that is until the claws dig into her face a little too deeply...then a warning grunt exudes.

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So a little later I am duly off to the ploughing match...most likely to get tasked with selling raffle tickets...I got put on that job for the whole day last year and am not keen to repeat the feat! Then this evening I shall go to our local town's carnival...not so much for the carnival but for the pipes and drums event that occurs afterwards. In the dying light on the quay, massed pipes and bands march up and down playing. Sends shivers down my spine every year. Hubby I believe is staying on for the after ploughing match entertainment elsewhere...no worries...not sure about the children...think 2 are coming with me and Son is making his mind up later...no really it's not a problem. Can't be in two places at once unfortunately.

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So I must be away to some chores before the clock beats me...a lovely load of dishes has materialised, though I did the massive pile from taking the ploughing event helpers tea last night...had a bit of a mishap with a large cottage pie in the boot of my car! It's the Devon hills and corners I'm blaming. It tasted good though despite looking a little worse for wear!

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Have a good Saturday everyone...

Blessings J. x