Our life living off the land in our log cabin, breathing fresh mountain air, and getting back to basics.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

A Poem for You

Fall is coming.
The air is cooling.
The rabbits are having fun.  (or the ground hogs, as they have eaten the bean leaves and stalks as well as the new beet leaves)

See the little bit of red in the trees to the right of center?

This is off the new deck, looking into the Oak tree (I believe) that is now eye level.

Evidence of the varmints eating my produce, this does not make me a happy camper.
My knees ache.
My wrists hurt.
The deck is almost done. (well phase one...we should be finishing tomorrow, so stay tuned)

Thank goodness for this European wonder Franzbrannt-wein gel, a menthol and eucalyptus concoction that is a cure for all bodily ills...(remember Johny is from Luxembourg, the biggest of the smallest countries, so we have lots of this kind of stuff from his homeland)
My body is paying me back for all the challenges I put it through in my youth when I was dancing (ballet, tap, modern; my favorite being Twyla Tharp, Martha Graham, Demetrius Klein, Mary Street Dance Theatre).

We had a guest.
With a fuzzy chest (well, back, but that doesn't rhyme with guest)
He was not on the run (even smiling for the camera).

We added the yeast,
to the inevitable wine feast.
The hydrometer has yet to come.

Now I bid you bonsoir,
Stay just as you are,
And know that I love you a ton!

OK, silly indeed. 
But just what I need. 
So sorry if it's overdone!

Thanks for reading my blog, you are the best f/f/r/s/f's, see you tomorrow,

1 comment:

Dad/Pepere said...

You must be thrilled with the fall weather coming in...it is still "very warm" here but fall is coming. Hugs!