September

We haven't retired the wheelbarrows, spades and buckets just yet, but we are getting ready to put the gardens to bed in the next few weeks after the first frosts come in the night. In the meantime, we're still looking at tomato plants keeling over in protest of the hundreds of red fruits dangling from their limbs - a happy problem, to say the least.


We have entered the beautiful, fleeting days of fall when the sky is so blue, I can hardly stand it. The flowers and vegetables and multi-colored trees pop against the sunny skies--crisp and vibrant.
Apple pressing happened last weekend - the Bolens tractor was full of apples from our "small" tree and we were able to pick from multiple neighbors' trees again this year, making for 28 gallons of very tasty cider.


Matt Plies, our September friend in residence, made his third annual trip to Lostview for much wonderful eating, drinking, laughing and all around irreverence. Ellis and Owain have gotten to celebrate their birthdays with Matt nearly every year as well, including a ruckus of a shindig with Gaga, Boompa and Great Grandma visiting for a birthday party.

Thank goodness my mom offered to make the birthday cake, because I know there's no way I could top this carrot cake masterpiece.

The boys, modeling their matching dino jams before bed - thanks, Gaga!

And thanks, Matt. We miss you already.