A Nest of My Own

Today is the first day of school here in Olds. Of course our boys, being only 3 don't attend, but I spotted the rural route school bus rolling down our road at 5 to 8 this morning. September always feels like the beginning of the year to me, more so than January 1st. (Probably a consequence of staying in some form of schooling until I was 30.) So here I am again, wanting to commit myself to some sort of regular tracking of our homesteading life here on our quite 4 acres. So I took my camera (not my cell phone, my proper camera, a DSLR that I primarily use on the fully auto function), for a little walk around the yard this morning. Of course there are toys (thanks Alex and Dom) and Gardening supplies (thanks me) scattered about. And everything is dewy (but still not frosty), and quite, and full of potential. I'm hoping for a long, slow autumn, to give my garden (somewhat indistinguishable from the weeds) the longest chance to keep producing. Cool nighttime temperatur...