I believe the valley smiles.
We are home.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
A Crisp Wind Blows...
through the valley today raining leaves sideways. The trees rustle as if to say, "No, it's not time!" Another season begins.
The "falling back" of the clock has timed itself well. Food is falling. We gather walnuts, pecans, hickory nuts, pears, chestnuts, persimmons, and pawpaws. Preparing them for storage and use like the generations before us.
The figs frozen by the cold nights display the color of their last hurrah and drift to the ground. Green still fills the valley as the hillsides are in constant color change. Once again the valley shall shelter and feed the fifth generation of our family as they have fed the inhabitants that have gone before.
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I wish i could find Scotty to beam me there to help you pick up all those nuts. yum yum and i love the last photo and the fact you are HOME... great post
I don't think i know anyone else that lives where 5 generations lived...except for you of course
That's a lot of nuts.
I've never lived in one spot for long. No idea what a homestead feels like.
Beautiful post Gail . . . once again, in word and view . . .
Gail, your place is so beautiful. How lucky you are to have such deep roots in such a wondrous place. I'm so envious of the things you were able to learn along the way--things I never even thought about before.
You remind me that I need to plant more trees, at least walnuts and pecans.
Enjoy the beauty of the season.
really sweet.
What beauty lies in your valley Gail and the folks that tend to it and care for it, reap the benefits Mother Nature lays out for them. In the case of hard work and nurturing, those in the valley feast. Beautiful post.
What a beautiful valley too. This post made me smile.
Have a blessed day. :)
Your post is all that I love about fall--The waiting through the summer for the harvest, it's the best part of it, but the chill in the air, isn't.
Truly one of the most beautiful pieces your have ever written, Gail! To everything there is indeed a season... and life continues at The Farm ~ how very blessed you are! XOXO
There is such magic and power in your words for your family's land. Beautiful. Oma Linda
I love the fragile pale green leaves up against the rugged stone wall. It is a study in contradictions. You sound just like me! Where you live, that is. We live in the Shenandoah Valley in a deep valley surrounded by The Blue Ridge Mountains.
i think the valley kinda smiles as well...cool pics...we are full of gold in our hills right now and some brilliant oranges...def our fall is here now...
So nice to have all that food to gather from your own land.
Lynne x
Beautiful post, Gail.
I love all the colors of fall, as winter attempts to roll in. I bet you have all kinds of nuts to put up for months to come. To make homemade pies, cakes, and breads.
The changing of the seasons really brings out such wonderful colors. Thank you for sharing some of your lovely images.
I think an "Amen" goes there !!
Blessings
Marilyn
Looks like our valley here ! Lovely photos and post ! Yes a changing season for sure ! Thanks for sharing ! Have a good evening my friend !
Wonderful, wonderful pictures. That last one would make a great puzzle. :-)
Hope you all have a wonderful week, Gail. ♥
Colors are finally starting to pop around here too- you've got a beautiful view up there!
I lose myself in your writing. It's beautiful and uplifting and your words bring so many feelings. My friend with the beautiful soul. :):)
That's you!
Fall gathering at its best! That last photo is simply stunning!
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