First Rain

The lovely first rain of the fall was enjoyed by just about everyone. It washed away summer, leaving people more cautiously dressed and the garden flowers bent and droopy. It’s the time of year of purple poke berries and scrounging for English walnuts and getting covered in pomegranate juice. When we get back the winter rows will be filled with newly germinated weeds and we’ll be in our last weeks of tomatoes, eggplant and peppers. It will be time to cut wood and pick up black walnuts so we won’t kill ourselves slipping on them. I love October at home.
Michael has processed 40 gallons of veggie oil and reconstituted the veggie voyager for our 10 day trip to Nevada to work for the Obama campaign. I am so delighted to be here, above the Feather River in our snug turtle home. It is such a simple and small environment and I’ve really missed it and the places we get to inhabit in it.
We got a late start because a grapevine reached out and snapped off a solar panel and smashed a roof vent as we were pulling out of the driveway so there was more time for me to fetch in walnuts and take pictures while Michael set things right.