As the weather dips, ever so slightly, and the quiet streets indicate children in school the Vintage Homemaker knows Autumn is upon us and it’s time to prepare for the season at hand.
The Fall Garden
Our fall harvests are well under way but some may find a rogue vegetable or two attempting to make a comeback in early Fall. See if you can extend the harvest by adding a row cover for those cooler evenings. It may even be time to see about building a cold frame. This excellent class through Craftsy.com can help you along the way: The Extended Harvest
The Fall Kitchen
With the Autumn Harvest comes canning, drying and freezing galore. Don’t be afraid if you’ve never put your hand to such tasks. Here are some timely resources to get you going in the right direction.
An Autumn Day
The winds through the pine boughs tell in whispers,
That the flowers have donned their sleeping robes;
On the rocky hillocks, the immortelles*
Wave in the breezes their fadeless globes.
Once in a while, from a sheltered covert
A belated cricket, hapless fellow
Chirps loud, and cheerily, quite forgetting
That the ground is strewed with scarlet and yellow.
The **haws are red as the reddest apple,
On thorny branches, repelling and bare;
The bracken, of graceful mien, has perished,
And the footprints of autumn are everywhere.
Where the sweet chestnut and beech trees grow,
The squirrels alternately work and play,
Securing the harvest’s lavish display,
To provide for winter’s stormiest day.
The pretty deer mouse through the stubble creeps,
Slowly and wearily, as though it knew
That the cat kept watch from a high gray stone,
Its glossy coat damp with chilly dew.
On misty mornings, the birds assemble,
To decide, and survey, without chart, or guide
The way they must when they immigrate,
To lead their young over paths untried.
There are empty nests, and empty cradles.
Whose happy owners have flown away,
A wee strawberry blossom limp, and pale,
I tenderly gather this autumn day.
*a type of flower
** hawthorne berry