The end of summer through fall saw infestations on our acreage of horrible, biting no-see-ums, and moths so thick at night that they could partially block the beam of a flashlight. There were the usual waves of biting flies and passive grasshoppers, with just a few toads crawling around. It was a dry early fall, then warm Indian summer.

Sammie (the cat who adopted us) had his first Tomcatting experience…during a Saturday night full moon! He showed up the next afternoon looking bedraggled and partied-out, with a gash on his nose. We can only guess. Our new dog, Dice, we fostered with his big brother Zeus. We returned Zeus to the shelter (he has since been adopted by another family) and kept Dice. Both dogs are Great Pyrenees, and two were one too many. Dice is a good boy (mostly) and gets along great with Sammie. They met as juveniles and don’t know they should be enemies.

Late fall turned cold and snowy, and so we wait like millions of other people for January and February to pass so we can enjoy a warmer outdoors again. Being cooped up does give one a chance for catching up on indoor projects, and maybe a little reflection on the year just passed and some planning for the new one at hand. Best wishes to you for a rewarding and happy new year.