Lugnasa Autumn Moon
Worked my head into a fuzzy place today. Just couldn’t go further, so I worked out. That always helps.
Tomorrow is a Latin morning with my tutor at 11:00 AM. Before I meet with him, I have to review my Ovid, the last of the Philemon and Baucis, 14 verses. I reviewed the Aeneid this afternoon, 9 verses there. This crop, in both authors, was difficult.
This weekend is a garden weekend. The orchard, shoring up a leaning apple tree. It’s a Zestar and we had two apples from it today. Boy, are they good. I plan to harvest the tree before we begin the shoring up. These are mostly bagged and, for some reason, the squirrels have left them alone. Maybe they’re honeycrisp connoiseurs?
We’re going to prepare for winter pruning, decide the remaining tasks before the cold and get on the priority ones.
There’s one more soup to make, a winter vegetable that will use our onions, leeks, carrots and tomatoes at least. Our frozen soups. pot pies and vegetables have begun to use up the available space in our freezer so one task is to clean out the old and the no longer desirable to make room. That will happen over the weekend, too.
