Gathering

I successfully grew tomatoes!  Only four grape tomatoes, but even so - it's a small step for agriculture but a big step for Stacey. 

I battled against the heat and overexposure of that sunroom all summer and somehow came out the victor.  Of course my agricultural prowess is dwarfed, by the Master Farmers:

Is that the most perfect eggplant you've ever seen or what?



Needless to say, it's been a deliciously yummy fall so far.  If only I knew how to jar and preserve.  I guess there's always next fall.

Harvest Trail

So, after over a week of sinus misery, I'm feeling much more myself.  Wil and I took a winding road through the Allegheny Forest this weekend.  Along the way we saw some beautiful leaves and stopped for some fantastic produce. 

We got the grapes.  Not quite the caliber of North East grapes, but still delicious.  We wound our way through Edinboro, PA and stopped to revisit an old haunt.  I love this place.  It always felt sacred and powerful to me.

The air was brisk, and we could hear a highland festival playing in the background.  To be standing in that same spot after so many years had passed... it was just as magical as I remembered.