I don't always realize how longs it's been since I've experienced something until it comes to pass. Yesterday, it was the sound of the rain pelting a skylight. This morning, the fresh smell of new rain and mushrooms popping in some wood chips. Falls coming? I've been collecting manure and wood chips, time to make soil for next year. Maybe a little foraging between? Regardless, sweater season is here, loving it already!
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