Was outside thumping around in the yard here at Jenna's sort of early yesterday. Daughter's in-laws had their RV hooked into the electricity and water at the front porch corner, and I stumped out to knock and call them in for breakfast. Picked up a ton of wet grass clippings.
After all of them went in and out numerous times for food, bathroom, feeding the horse, and keeping up with Winn, the house looks like I need a baler in here, more than a vacuum. I am really feeling slow this morning, I guess after entertaining him in these surroundings all day Wednesday, and them that night and then yesterday morning.
Having this much moisture in the mornings is a really fall-ish feeling here. It's been very temperate...seventies and eighties in August is lovely. It's actually a tad chilly until about nine esch day. Saw mums at the garden center this week, and my few little pumpkins that made in the dry of July got picked yesterday...just the right size for a little boy.
We have hay cut for the kids in Carolina, the warm season half of my homeplace got laid down these last two days. Should have cut that a while back, but wanted it to seed out, to increase the stand by knocking off the heads. Native grasses make your nervous until Year 3, and we are in Year 2.
Encouraging after a really inauspicious start last summer. Up to Mike's chest, so he says he would lose me in the stand now...lots of tonnage. He mentioned seeing quail on the place yesterday for the first time, so maybe the planting is drawing them from my habitat acres across the road. If they eat grasshoppers, that place is a smorgasbord.
Funny to say seeing a few birds is so encouraging, but if you had seen that place after the mining, you would know what a miracle it is that they can survive there. I guess Mother Nature is a tough old gal.
Just wondering how everyone's doing this morning. Too quiet here, after Hurricane Winn passed through!
