It is September and the first leaves are falling with their shock of gold, orange and scarlet. The tiny carrots were harvested, washed and solemnly munched up by my grandson. Worms were discovered and put back to bed.
I will be visiting my sister in October as well as Ringo Starr. We will be scattering our mother's ashes.
When I return, I will be gearing up for the crafts fair in mid-November. It is a time for Northerners to gather, chat, renew friendships and exclaim over the crafts tables. People have been canning and putting away produce, pickles and salmon in jars, baking bread and sweets for the family and their friends. I have been making art, and sewing fabric bags. Fabric collage is a bit of an escape for me into a mixed media place with buttons, braid and various textures of fabric. I love it for its tactile qualities.
And on that note, I am off to the sewing machine.