We are enjoying Autumn bliss this week.
It's another stellar week of perfect weather,
and beautiful blue skies.
The trees are beginning to turn...
Fields are full of goldenrod.
One of my favorite things to spot in autumn is a patch of purple asters
against the brilliant yellow of the goldenrod.
To me, it's nature's perfect color combination.
Sadly, this year asters seem to be few and far between.
Perhaps it's been too dry?
This fabulous week has been the perfect opportunity for hay farmers
to get in a third cutting.
Nights are warmer and daytime's abundant sunshine and warm breezes
are exactly what is needed to dry hay.
One of our neighbors cuts our hayfield and bales it for his cows.
We have no one who can do square bales for us,
and round bales are too large for us to manage...
so the neighborhood cows eat our hay instead.
If there is ever a hay shortage, I would consider turning our
hayfields into pasture land.
For now, though, it all works out just fine.
Yesterday morning we got the equines fitted into their grazing muzzles and
walked them up to the upper pastures.
Moonbeam apologized for the previous day's temper tantrum
and happily set about munching.
All is well when everyone is in the upper...