10/17/2026
Fall on the farm.
We got back from Africa with just enough time to do one last harvest and bid fair well and thanks to the blooms of the season before the first frost crept and stole the vibrancy of each row.
We take an exhale when the frost comes. It means mornings are a slower pace, getting breakfast ready for kids and helping them get out the door for school, without a mad dash from outside to inside to school and back. It means pumpkins and fall decor and dried flowers and beautiful grasses.
Definitely a favorite season until spring comes. :)