The Harvest season's ending....all things are gathered in...the fire's warm...and now the storms are set for blowing in...

 

 

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'Tis the month of Halloween

Jack-o-lanterns will be seen

Pumpkin faces all alight

Smiling in the Autumn night...

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AUTUM

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October 21,  2014

When canning time is over

it's time to take a sigh

and look at all accomplished

as each day's passed on by....

. Every jar is filled up tight...

Every shelf, now, looks just right

Waste not, want not... comes to mind

at the end of harvesttime

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Black cats and black bats...

spider webs and such

That's what Halloween is made of

with a spooky, wooky touch...

Dark nights and loud frights

And costumes by the score...

Little Halloweeners...

all coming to my door...!

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End of Harvest

It's the farmer's last trip

across the open field....

Gathering the pumpkins

and the squash ...that it gave yield....

taking down the scarecrow,

now faded, damp and old...

braced against the north wind...

that's begun blowing, cold..

The rounded, golden wagonload

heads for a warmer place

where its heavy burden, can, now,

take its harvest place....

Looking back, the farmer waves goodbye

until the spring

to the field...,and flock of flying geese

that are up and on the wing...

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(a little, early glimpse of something Christmas)

A candle on some evergreens

set in a hurricane jar...

glows brightly on a Christmas Eve

wherever people are...

It seems to know the joyousness

the Christmas season brings

and flickers with a special light...

as Christmas choirs sing...

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Start the Christmas shopping...

It's just eight weeks away

Wrap and tie the presents

and hide them, now, today...

The calendar is rolling,

November's on its way...

Starting early helps to make

a Merry Christmas Day!

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Today is the Lord's Day of Rest

Yesterday's walnuts drying...

"Black Walnuts roasting on an open fire.........."

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a little more applesauce canned yesterday...

Thanksgiving

As I walk the grocery aisles

They say "Thanksgiving" by the mile...

Harvest decorations, new...

Pumpkin pies, and apple, too...

Cranberry sauce in pretty cans...

Spicey spices ...berry jams...

Stuffings, gravies, grapes, galore

all 'November' things..and more

As I fill my weekly cart...

I buy the things that make the start

and when November's half-way through...

I'll add Thanksgiving's turkey, too..

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SNOW

It's almost time..

yes, now we know

it's cold enough

that it could snow...

Smoke is curling

left and right...

Fires burning

Day and night...

Nothing left

to harvest now

But Tom the turkey

in the mow...

now...? Today?

The answer's "no"

He's got a month

that he can grow...

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(we actually buy our Thanksgiving turkey...but I love the 'Norman-Rockwell' feel of

a poem like the one above..that just came to mind....lol)

 

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Chainsaws loudly buzzing... 

Chainsaws loudly buzzing...

The splitter's crunching on...

The logpile is diminishing

into chunks of wood...beyond...

The woodshed rows are filling in

The cob-house ends are firm...

Looks like a cozy wintertime

with lots of wood to burn

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Walnuts with pods on...just picked from the ground...

 

 

 

Walnuts with pods removed, drying on paper on a rack

 

 

 

 

 

 

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RAIN

Rain ...rain...is pouring

on this October day..

Not just a little shower..

A drenching-rain they'd say...

A day for staying inside

with soup upon the fire...

or you could be as rain-soaked

as a bird upon a wire....

 

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There's a 'v' up in the sky

That's headed south, today...

Squawking and a-quacking

as they go upon their way...

They know the days will soon be cold

The wind ablast on high

They're headed for their winter home

until the snow goes by...

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All of the walnuts

have now fallen down...

The last of the harvest

we'll see on the ground...

The season is over

for putting away

the blessings of produce

that God sent our way.

It's been a good harvest

we've gathered it all

and now,  it's all stored

on the shelves by the wall...

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Halloween, O Halloween...

your spooky day is coming....

With old black cats, and witches hats

The old North wind a-humming

with spider webs, and ghosties, dead...

Jack-o-lanterns, grinning

Cider, too...and just for you

Candy baskets brimming....

Halloween...O Halloween

You even scare the scarecow

with ghoulish sights ...out in the night

beneath the harvest moon-glow

But, it's your night....you love the fright

so..have your will and way...

Halloween, O Halloween

We've just one thing to say...

"BOO"

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October's. swiftly, marching by

Day by day...and raindrops cry...

splashing off the Indian corn

drumming on the early morn..

.Leaves are near-gone from the trees

Dancing on the chilly breeze...

Summertime is now long-gone...

Farmstands, soon, are closing down...

Snowy cold is up ahead

But cozy fires keep us from dread....

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Happy Columbus Day, America

Aren't you glad he sailed the ocean blue?

Even though the world is in a dreadful state

Aren't you glad that this is home to you...

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A NEW ADDITION TO THE LIST AT THE LEFT:

THE COOKIE JAR...UNDER "T"

Before the days of Twinkies... and cookies from the store

There was a magic, hidden place... 'twas called the cookie jar...

a place where moms and grandmas stored their secret, little treats

for children who had just been good ...or wanted one to eat...

where little hands could reach way in and pull out, in surprise..

. their favorite tasting cookie ... one that always was their size...

then back upon the pantry shelf...where ... it was put away

so they could have another treat... upon another day..

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HALLOWEEN JUDGING CONTEST

Hobgoblins and monsters

all in a line... spooky as they can be

right next to the gypsies, witches and clowns

a strange Halloween Potpourri...

Parading the gym....one at a time

Hoping, each one, they might win...

While judges, in  ponder,  soon giggle and frown

until the whole line starts again...

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Little Ghosties...

Little ghosties in a tree...

gliding on the wind....

In the daytime...friendly friends

all smiling from a limb...

But when the darkness

starts to fall...

They become a fright

dancing in a ghoulish-whim...

a-spooking through the night...

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Sunday

The LORD'S Day of Rest

(Have a blessed day)

OUR FIRST HEAVY FROST OF THE YEAR

 

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The First Heavy Frost

The first heavy frost has, now, taken its toll...

Frost from a night that was windy and cold...

It's painted things in a sparkling white

that glistens like snow in the first morning light..

. It's beautiful, there... reminding us, still...

 that a blanket of snow will soon cover the hill.

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Old Stone Wall

Just an old stone wall

that's been there for years...

laid up by a man

through his laughter and tears...

Put there , for protection

...a borderline, too

to mark out his farmland

when it was brand new...

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Gnarled Old Tree

you've stood there for years

in everyday sunshine...and rain....

Yes, you've got your place

you're right in your space

tho' everything around you may change...

Guess you've seen it all

the summer and fall

the springtime and winter, it's true...

yet ...you've held your ground

and with it, you've found...

your hardiness was what got you through...

 

 

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An heirloom recipe is in store today.

Making 2...one for home (small one)

One for a bible study tomorrow afternoon...

apple dumpling with a wedge of baby swiss cheese

 

Mama's Apple Dumpling

1 cup sugar

1 egg

2 tbsp. shortening

1 cup milk

2 cups flour

2 tsp. baking powder

1/2 tsp. salt

2 tsp nutmeg...

apples

Grease a 9 x 13" baking dish.  Fill the dish with apples that have been peeled and sliced.  Mix the other ingredients in a separate bowl...

Spread the 'batter' mixture over the apples in the baking dish.

Bake at 350 -375 for 45 minutes ...to 1 hour.

Or until the cake is done in the middle...

(insert toothpick)

Serve hot or cold with some of the following mixture poured over the top in a cereal/soup bowl.  (Make a pitcher containing these ingredients...

1 Cup milk, mixed with 1 tsp (or to taste) sugar

and a dash of nutmeg)....more for a larger amount of servings...

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Mama's Apple Dumpling

Outback and up into the orchard..

.possibilities galore

Mama oftentimes adventured,

she knew just what that trip was for...

Always in her housedress, she would pick up from the ground

an apron full of windfalls, the very best ones that she found...

She carried them on down the knoll. and across the old porch-floo

r on into the kitchen... apple dumpling time once more...

that's when she'd wash them good, and peel them well, and slice them in a pan

mix up creamy, golden batter that she'd spread, with spoon in hand.. .

Before long, the kitchen blossomed, smelling apple-warm, with spice

wafting on up through the stairway... where it lingered..oh so nice..

. In an hour, she would check it... and then set it out to cool..

stir a pitcher of cold milk up; sugar,nutmeg in the pool...

then we all enjoyed the flavor... savoring the Autumn treat

that our Mama had created and made.. .oh so good to eat

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Harvest Moon

The harvest moon, ...big as a pumpkin...glows in the velvet sky

it's round and ripe, and gives its light... from miles and miles on high..

. It moves along the rivers... and the valleys and the farms

sets high above the mountaintop... in its majestic charm...

It looks down upon the hayride- and the scarecrow in the dark...

glides by the open pumpkin field... all barren now,... and stark

Seemingly it's standing guard... to keep the Autumn bright

to smile and say" It's Harvesttime Come out, enjoy the night!"

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Mid-October

The rustle of the cornstalks

in the whirling, frisky breeze...

is the music of a Farm stand

Out beneath the Autumn trees...

This time of year brings apples

and potatoes,... onions, too

Hardy sorts of vegetables

that last the winter through....

Hubbard squash and cabbages

and rutabagas...now...

have filled the bins and baskets

since peaches took their bow...

Chrysanthamums in rusty-red

and pumpkins off the vine...

 all find mid-October

in a Harvest frame-of-mind.

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another applesauce day...

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Apples in a Burlap Bag

Apples cooking once again

Reminding me of way back when

The orchard held its harvest, too

And cider jugs were filling, new...

Many things were held in store

from apples, hanging by the score...

pies, and cakes, and dumplings, too...

Cellar baskets, lasting through...

so heavy that you had to drag....

Those apples in a burlap bag

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Crockpot applesauce day

 

 

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Out and about this morning

It could bring something new

a picture, a poem... a new recipe

something....especially for you...

So, have a great morning, ..a fine afternoon

return, if you can, or just stay...

for many the blessings of Autumn's great song

and the blessings of each Country Day!

(hugs and blessings...nan)

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If an old barn could speak

of what would it tell?

About a man's labor...

and work he did well?

Would it speak of the seasons

that it loved the best

or all of the ways

it was put to the test?

I think it might say

that it had a great life

in the hands of a family

...a man and his wife...

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Harvesttime

Frost on the fields

leaves on the ground

Dry, rustling corn stalks

Pumpkins, so round...

All of the signs

that Harvest is here...

Thanksgiving is coming

and then Christmas Cheer!

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Candy corn, all in a jar...

Scarecrow teeth... that's what you are!

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Oaks and elms

and maples, too

are shedding leaves

to make things new...

Yawning, now,

for Autumn knows

that Winter winds

will have to blow...

Sleeping, soon,

they all will be

til Spring bursts forth...

upon the trees...

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Autumn

Autumn, ...oh Autumn

We basque in your light

On a cold, crispy morning

so dazzling and bright

glistening on

the dew-dampened leaves...

filtering through

the limbs of the trees...

Creating such beauty

would be hard to do

...but not for the Deity,

God,... that is YOU!!!

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Sunday Morning

Today's the day

of the Lord

The day to study, deep

his word...

To sing those hymns

of worship, too...

and if you haven't...

make things new!

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An Autumn Woodfire

Flickering, gently...on a cold morn

A blaze, feeling cozy and toasty and warm...

It's just the right thing to take off the chill...

An Autumn woodfire...keeps warming us, still

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Scenes of Autumn

Comforters flapping out in the breeze

Colored leaves drifting from canopy-trees

Pumpkins , all gathered, now...stand in a row

Ready for carving and candlelight glow...

Just scenes of Autumn, that we've seen before

just Nature's cycle ...returning once more....

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Glistening leaves

out in the cold rain...

Another gray day

Each day starts the same...

chilly and cold

in October's way

saying that winter

will soon come to say...

"BRRR!"

 

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Harvesttime

Oh, these days of falling leaves

in Autumn red and gold

while the garden, once so green

is turning damp and cold...

All the flowers, almost gone

but mums in  autumn- rust

all the pond reeds brown and bent

amidst the cattails 'brush'

Still the beauty all remains

in colors, dank and new

muted like a painting...as it

draws the viewer's view...

Ending out the growing year

in jewel-like design

Autumn gently drifts away

to leafless Harvesttime...

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Halloween

Tree branches reaching out

stark...in the dark

leafless and gnarled and old...

rusty leaves crunching

under our feet...

while we walk, anxious and bold...

Carved pumpkins grinning

their weird, toothless grins...

at our costumes of every design

We're out trick-or-treating

for snacks we'll be eating

when Halloween's been left behind...

BOO!

 

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WELCOME TO 'POTPOURRI"...(my country poetry)

 

 

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