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"
Friday, December 19, 2008
A Virtual Invitation of Christmas Spirit
Park your car or truck near the gate. It will be open. Walk into the garden and up to the porch.
Come on up the steps to our door and knock.
Please come in and stay awhile. Have some hot cider and enjoy your visit.
It's almost Christmas!