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We were early (probably for the first time, ever) so the boys went for a quick stroll (run, gallop...) in the orchard.
It's hazelnut season! The ground is covered.
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Luke and Leif soaked up a half hour on the play structure while Levi was in his lesson. I doubt we'll have many more weeks of warm weather. Soon, we'll have to head back inside...![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYehkYI_eWSWJvOxE7KKqCdDnUxqAMbyoHXNALbkR6IVJsaQBKxKDcGO3M3XDOb_Mj5KeDglid9lMUtS4tgoEOzFQBH2IsrVJv1h_O48MGQbhv-WSTpsMMS6jx8sIVNb-CtwRa5lZ-koY/s400/Img2008-10-01-163446f.jpg)
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3 comments:
What a great place to go for piano lessons!
Since you love literature, and even though I know those aren't horsechestnuts, I had to go and dig out this poem for you, because it came to mind when I saw your pictures.
"When milkweed blows in the pature
And winds start spinning the leaves
And out by the wall the cornstalks
Are neatened in packs called sheaves;
When apples bump on the roadway
And over the road and higher
The last of the birds, like clothespins,
Are clipped to the telegraph wire....
I suddenly think, "Horse-chestnuts!"
And, singing a song, I go
And find a tree in the meadow
Where millions of chestnuts grow;
And underneath in the grasses
I gather the nuts, and then
As soon as I've filled my pockets,
I sing along home again.
And singing and scuffing homeward
Each year through the drying clover,
I feel like a king with treasure,
Though-now that I think it over-
I don't *do* much with horse-chestnuts
Except to make sure I've shined them.
It's just that fall
Isn't fall at all
Until I go out and find them.
Kaye Starbird.
Hope you are feeling better dearest Heidi.
Prairie Chick~ That poem cheered me up to no end. Thanks!!
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