How can there possibly be so much to do on a teeny tiny farm? Whatever would I do with a real farm!
Anyhow, my days are full. Did you know a fireplace screen makes a great drying rack for green beans...
I wasted half a day trying to build a drying rack with old screen wire then happened to notice the fireplace screen and it worked!
Funny, when I stood the screen up against the tree, Smokey thought it was playtime...all for him.
Silly kitty! The beans frightened him so he found another place near by to sun...
Can you tell I haven't started raking leaves yet? All these little willow oak leaves will be raked up and put on the garden, hopefully, if I remain able. I am bound and determined to improve conditions in the teeny tiny garden before next year. The garden was awful this summer. Simply awful!
Oh, I finally got around to adding a little more Fall decor to the old cupboard...
I stopped by Goodwill on my way to line dancing last week and found the pitcher. Andee sent me the cute little welcome mat for my birthday...
and the matching flag that hangs up at the playhouse...
Oh, and those green beans drying in the sun...well I've never had any beans worth drying and saving until now. These are old timey heirloom half runner beans...seeds passed down over the years by my Mother's family. Thanks to Shelby for asking around and sure enough a cousin had a bag full stored in her freezer. Shelby and Jimmy grew a couple of long rows of these delicious beans...plenty to eat and plenty to save for seed. Shelby gave me enough beans to plant a couple of rows too.
By the way, what is your favorite color of the Fall mums? Oh, I love them all! But if I had to pick just one, it would be the deep reds. My son-in-law Todd brought this pretty mum to me for my birthday...
Good grief! I am so embarrassed. My last post has a misspelled word...right up there big as day in the title. That was supposed to be "Community" rock pile.
Okay, I could go on and on. There are spiders and webs and animals to talk about...I need to post more often.
Thank you friends...if you are still here.
Love, Henny
