it's beginning...

to feel a lot like autumn.

mums and leaves changing are synonymous with fall.

we have a little of both happening here on dash home farm.

the leaves are suffering because of our severe drought.

i am not sure what this will mean for the normally

beautiful fall colours in october. but it can't be good.

this is the time of year when pumpkins, gourds, squashes are

brimming over at all the local markets.

my dh offered to take me to a little market he had seen

in an out of the way kind of place....of course i said a resounding "yes."

reed's produce market and garden center is a place i somehow missed.

there was an abundance of corn stalks, straw bails, mums,

pumpkins, pansies and all things festive and fall.

we had a lovely time walking around and picking out just

what we wanted for decorating the farm house.

we chose the creamy antique white pumpkins and what they

call "blue" pumpkins. also, some very large squash and gourds.

there are a few things blooming as the

weather cools off just a bit.

i just love to have these colours added in and around the garden.

we found these huge pots of red mums with ornamental

grass growing in the middle...why hadn't i thought of doing

that before?

as most of my regular readers know

we have several dogs on our farm and i

get a kick out of how they love to follow me

around especially when i am decorating or

taking photos. this is lylah our australian shephard.

she is watching me intently. that's okay with me

because usually she is underfoot.

happy autumn everyone and have fun decorating

with all things fall. this is my favourite time of the year.

to everything there is a season

and a time to every purpose under heaven:

a time to be born,

a time to die;

a time to plant,

and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

Ecclesiates 3

happy september.

those ducks...

have gone and done it.

they grew up for one thing...ducks are messy...but we love them anyway.

it feels a bit like spring around here because

so many things are coming to life after a long, hot, dry summer.

iron~weed in the fields surrounding us is like a sea of purple.

when they sway in the wind it reminds me of the rolling

waves of the ocean.

they are beautiful and remind me that not every seed is planted.

the crepe myrtles are blooming with red profusion.

the mexican petunia has not minded the drought at all.

anyway, word has gotten out around the farm that those ducks

have gotten into some kind of trouble.

the air is buzzzzzing with insects telling the news.

morning glories are keeping a tight~lipped approach to

the rumors that are flying around.

goldenrod even inched closer into the wildflower garden

to get a closer look at all the commotion.

those ducks have done it alright...those darn ducks have gone and laid eggs.

to abbey's utter delight.

to my utter amazement.

to dh utter disregard.

happy september.