The rain came this past weekend and gave the valley a much needed washing. The harvest dust hung so heavy in the air and the orchards looked tired and brown. But now a cold breeze is blowing around my window, turning our noses red and twisting Eliza’s curls around her pink cheeks. The sky is bright blue again, fresh green grass is growing in the orchards, and the leaves are starting to show their colors.
Little changes are happening around our little place. Painting, tilling, building… so exciting to see progress.