Full August Days

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These days have been

so full

I haven't taken

much time

to write.

As the Days go by,

I don't focus on

how full

the Days are,

or the Big Picture

of what we have to do.

We just do

one thing

at a time.

Otherwise,

it would be

over the top.

We have

4 Social Engagements

in 6 days,

which is way

out of the frame for us.

We had 37

at the Master Gardener Tour

and Pot Luck here

on Tuesday.

It was wonderful.

I think it is fair to say

"a good time was had by all."

I was reminded

the next day

that this body

is not as young

as it once was.

With some rest,

I am ready

to go again.

Tonight, Melanie and I

are going

to a Pot Luck

of fellow Homesteaders

we know

through the Possibility Alliance.

Tomorrow,

we are having

a Neighborhood Gathering,

which Melanie and Wendy

have created.

Thank goodness,

it isn't here.

And Sunday is

Melanie's Birthday.

In the middle of these things,

Harvest and Preservation have reached

Crescendo of the Garden Season Symphony.

The Piano came Tuesday.

So did the 2nd of 2 Dual Flush Toilets.

The semi driver tooted his horn

"toot toot"

as he approached

our Drive.

I now have the Toilet

in the back of my Car

and the Plumber comes

next week.

The Piano Tuner

came Wednesday.

Melanie and I

have been playing

around on the Keys ever since.

Jonathan comes back today

to continue

painting in the House.

The little House seems

more and more like Home.

This morning, Richard picked

5 Gallons of Tomatoes,

for Ravioli Sauce

and Baked Tomatoes.

He will can the Sauce

and freeze the Baked Tomatoes.

It looks like another day of Magic

right there at Home on the Gas Range.

Melanie and I are headed

to the Garden

to harvest Dry Beans,

because Rain is coming

perhaps even tonight.

My Mind wonders

about considering

Lessons of the Soil.

Melanie suggested

having a Harvest Dinner in October,

asking Folks

to bring Canned or Dried Foods

(with Recipes) to share.

Just another full August day

on Butterfly Hill Farm.

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Glinda Crawford, 2010

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