Not the First Day of School
Youngest son doesn't start school until Thursday. I'm not sure why that is, but it's just as well, since it's a beautiful day today; and if Yukoners know one thing, it's that beautiful weather is not to be squandered by spending it indoors.
It's still summer in my backyard. The raspberries plants continue to produce a quart of beautiful berries per day, and the leaves on the trees behind the garden haven't begun to turn yet. We're still picking peas, carrots, lettuce, and potatoes from the garden, but the cauliflower and broccoli, etc. are gone, consumed by the son and daughter who stayed behind and watched over the place while youngest son and I were gone to Minnesota.
Away from my backyard, however - like up the Klondike Highway, for instance - autumn is in full color, and oldest son has the photos to prove it.
Technorati Tags: school, autumn
It's still summer in my backyard. The raspberries plants continue to produce a quart of beautiful berries per day, and the leaves on the trees behind the garden haven't begun to turn yet. We're still picking peas, carrots, lettuce, and potatoes from the garden, but the cauliflower and broccoli, etc. are gone, consumed by the son and daughter who stayed behind and watched over the place while youngest son and I were gone to Minnesota.
Away from my backyard, however - like up the Klondike Highway, for instance - autumn is in full color, and oldest son has the photos to prove it.
Technorati Tags: school, autumn
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