The first rainstorm of the season is blowing out of here as we speak, leaving behind damp earth and wet leaves. This morning I lit the pellet stove, and tonight we will feast on a kielbasa/kidney bean/tomato stew I like to make when it's like this outside. These fall nights are when you truly appreciate a hearty meal, served in soft lighting with some quiet music on in the background. It's a meal to wind down the day with, eaten in the season of winding down.
When I worked at the winery on Friday it was 86 degrees at mid-afternoon; this afternoon we didn't even break 60 degrees. That's how it is in this area, you never know what you'll get. To that end, today I worked on clearing out the pumpkin patch (I have more pumpkins than I know what to do with, a happy problem for me), marrying chicken coop waste with lawn clippings for compost, and general homestead clean up. I did this in between weather events, ducking inside to work whenever the wind and rain would pick up and make working outdoors unpleasant.
This was a busy and, in some ways, difficult weekend at the winery -- I filled in for a sick coworker on Sunday, which just had to be the day our credit card software went down and we had to process all sales by hand. Needles to say, today I was very happy to get back to the routine of moving compost, hoeing weeds and cleaning chicken coops.
Sometimes the brain just needs a sabbatical. From technology, from people, and even from beloved activities. That's when the hands can take over and a day of simple manual labor is a joy.