Late Summer here and the town is alive with festivities. It’s an incredible time of year in New England. Harvests, the first pumpkins, and the steam whistles from the Sloan Stanley Museum pierce the last of the tropical air reminding all within earshot that cool crisp air is not far off.
Fall is upon us, the kids are back at school, and we have a mother/daughter gathering here with friends and neighbors joining in. We’ve rotated pastures, and we will begin construction on a new barn in the back for Zeb, Charlie and Victoria to share.