Fall has arrived once again. Except for goats, all sales are over. We sold the last of our processed chickens and the hens are molting and have stopped laying. By the time they’re done the days will be short and cold, so they’re done for the year.
The garden is slowly stopping production. The herb garden is done, and the grapevines are shedding leaves. Everything is going to sleep for the coming winter.
We also lost our elderly mouser to Lymphoma on Friday. He was 19ish and would wait for hours for a mouse to come out of a hole. He loved to lay with people and gave the dogs as good as he got. His season is over. This is the second pet we’ve lost this past year.