About my usual quote. There are so many quotes and so little time.
There is always something to be said, and that is the truth. Do you really have to say it, or should we save it for another time? Writing is like that. The muse knows what it wants to say, but sometimes you have to persuade it to come back later. This statement usually works for me, "I am really busy here, later OK".
Well, busy is what I have found myself these last few days, or should I say weeks. The farm is a very busy place this time of year. There are so many things to do. The winter may sneak up on us and if we are not prepared it will catch us off guard. This has happened to us here on this farm, a couple of times during other winters. That ultimately found us scrambling, to get ready and in a hurry then missing steps.
Well, My Hero (not necessarily me, I am busy with other things) has been scrambling to beat the snow. It will no doubt be here sometime in November. That is what I have been thinking, but I am not a weather girl so honestly I do not have a clue. All I have to go on are the signs. Signs, like the abundance of black walnuts that litter the ground behind my house.
The oak trees have so many acorns now lying on the ground, that I am pretty sure we are feeding and providing for the whole county and its population of chipmunks and squirrels. Speaking of squirrels, I have one that has a white stripe. Oh you can stop thinking what you are thinking right now. My friend Rosie said the same thing, out loud, and No it is not a skunk. I am a farm girl, so I am pretty sure I would be able to tell the difference. One of these days, I will get a photo so you will stop laughing, and yes I do know you all are indeed laughing.
Hickory, oak, black walnuts and beech nuts litter the ground everywhere in the bush. Their sheer numbers are certainly causing the wildlife to go absolutely crazy. There were sixteen Wild Turkeys standing under the old oak tree on the lane. Sixteen, in one group, that is a big difference compared to my usual seven. I could only come to one conclusion and that was that they are not from here. They had come to take the acorns out of the mouths of my own "Taunting Turkeys". There will be no photo of said turkeys, because those turkeys kept their distance. It appears they are as shy as my own acorn seeking and loving turkeys.
The old-timers used to say that an over abundance of nuts, and the fact that all the creatures from all around are steadily gathering, and then storing, means that we are in for a long winter. Well, I do not know about you but I tend to believe in the old signs, but then again we have been indeed fooled many times before. The weather and seasons as of late have certainly made predicting a bit more difficult to predict. I am expecting the need for lots of storing, but then again I would rather be prepared than not.
There is only one thing I know for sure these days. I need to take a break from blogging. My muse is telling me that there are stories to write but I am not really listening. I am trying to persuade it to come back later. I could use the excuse that I am too busy, but honestly I just need some time.
For all of you out there reading this silly rambling of this confused woman who did somewhat listen to her muse, there you have the nagging story. It may be a bit more rambling than my usual. This may be because of my wondering, just how many nuts will be needed per squirrel, chipmunk or turkey for the winter.
My hands are indeed full. Do know that once my proverbial basket is full, and the ground is cleared of all those proverbial nuts, I will be back. See you soon.