Around here, we don't need a calender to tell us the autumnal equinox has begun. There are always some sure signs that it's Fall at the farm:
The goats are acting feisty (perhaps in anticipation of breeding season?) The roundup commences when Popcorn (or Big Papa as I like to call him) takes advantage of a partially opened gate. He is the master sneak-past-her!
Here's Lizzy, looking lost, after escaping out of the fenced pasture. She appears to be trying to hitchhike down the driveway, or maybe just over to the neighboring buck ;)
Fortunately this time, aside from our injured pride, the only victim of their escapades is my poor apricot tree. We'll have to see if it manages to come back in Spring. Work hard, little leaf, you're our only hope!
Of course, there are the more subtle signs of Fall as well:
Chilly evenings meant for wool-wearing
Knitting needles begging to be picked up
Larkspur Funny Farm & Fiber Arts Studio. This one is called "Cranberry Fluff." The perfect name, yes?
And the oven turned back on for comforting homemade treats like this:
What does Fall look like at your home?