It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Sisterhood and Vegetable Soup
It's a sisterhood weekend. The prospector is gone for a couple of days, and we can do anything we want to: stay up all night, go bar hopping (right!), drive up to Lake Tahoe, or down to Vegas. The sky's the limit. As long as we are home at 4:00 p.m. to feed the dogs and take care of the chickens and the goats. I guess we won't be gettin' in too much trouble. So...., soups on. Care to join us?