Dear Husband got in from California last night about 8.  By 9:30 it was lights out in our house.   At 8:30 this morning he is still asleep, I'm leaving to go milk the cows, and its 30 degrees outside.  Its good to have everyone tucked in, home, and warm.  And I predict a cold snowy winter for our southerly state this year.

Its hard to move the cat off my lap and get dressed.  But I know the cows are waiting for me with their fullness and warmth, milk will steam into the pail as jars fill, and no more flies until summer.  Fall has always been my favorite season.