This time of year is the dusty, dirty, long-day (as in work hours not daylight) time of year. Pretty much, it's Spring Planting in reverse. The guys are busy taking crops out of the fields instead of putting them in.
It's also the time of year we start layering barn clothes because the mornings are occasionally frosty and short sleeves just aren't all that warm when the temps are in the 50's.
Leaves are changing color and the days have shortened up noticeably. It's dark when I head out for morning chores and it's dark before we're done milking in the evenings.
Yes, autumn is here and with it comes the hustle and bustle of Harvest Time, the chill in the air as Mother Nature tells us Old Man Winter is on his way, and new baby calves bawling for their milk are a sign calving season is in full swing again. Geese honk noisely as they fly overhead on their way to warmer southern climes, there's the crunch and crackle of dried grass and weeds underfoot as you wander through the fields, and I start dreaming of mugs of hot apple cider in the evenings.
In another month, we'll have harvest wrapped up, the cows will be at their winter home, and the farm work will be winding down. For now, though, I'm just enjoying these last few days of my short commute (across the driveway) and the colors that adorn the hills.
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