The chilly night air that is settled in for good now, has brought the not unexpected yellowing of the soy bean fields. Just brushed across the leaves here and there, the land is no longer the solid green that it was. I must bundle up more heavily or risk feeling cold. The woods have opened up from the leaves that have already left the branches, and there is a raucous display by the Pileated Wood-peckers this morning as the four of us make our morning round of the farm. I have not visualized them since last spring when the canopy was just filling in and there was just three of us. Sounds of fall are abundant with the h-ronk of the Canada Geese, and Caw-Caw of the Crows. The completely empty corn fields are waiting for the planting of the winter wheat, and serve as a great feeding area for the migrating geese. Up closer to the house there is still abundant bloom that, mixed with the beginning coloration of the leaves, make for a beautiful environment to sit and enjoy the crisp clear days of autumn.
Parker is growing so quickly. Walks with him are always full of events and hap-penings. I try to image what it must be like to see and experience all the smells, sights and sounds for the first time, in the world I have long since become so accustomed to. I think I might like seeing Puck's Glen Farm with puppy eyes.
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