Fall Waning Harvest Moon
A gorgeous fall day. A little Ovid in the morning, a nap, a flu shot, drop off audio books at the library, help Mark practice parking.
The bonus of the ongoing visa madness is that he may be able to take, and hopefully pass, his driving test. That would give him a driver’s license, a second i.d. and ticket to an international driver’s license. He could then rent cars in Saudi, get around on his own.
Kate bought four 10 pound boxes of peaches and has made peach pie, canned peachs, mint peach-raspberry jelly. She also picked more of our raspberries and made two raspberry pies. We’re going to freeze these pies.
When I harvest the leeks, I will make chicken leek pot pies and freeze them, too. That way, when we get back from the cruise, we’ll have some tasty home grown and home made treats ready for us. Greeting ourselves when we come home.
Time has begun to run down hill, gathering steam heading toward the Port of New York. I’m excited, eager. Ready.
