Yay for Autumn!

The grape leaves are turing that beautiful burnt orange while the birds feast on the over ripe grapes. Michael took out the worn down sunflowers and scattered the seeds for next year. Molly and a friend took an "adventure" to the pear orchard yesterday, picking over sixty of the crisp green beauties. Everything is so quiet and contemplative here in the Shire today. Every now and again the silence is broken by birds that rustle the drying leaves outside the window. Remnants of yesterdays Mabon ritual still out to enjoy. Everything is dry, seed-filled, red, orange and brown. There will be a harvest dinner in the Shire this evening and everyone brings such delicious dishes to share. I'm quite certain there will be squash! This week, we'll continue ancient India studies and Greek history. I'm learning to not be SO organized. I'm learning to pay attention to what is resonating and let the children lead me. At the end of the week, we head to Sonoma for the annual Vintage Festival where they get in a barrel and stomp some grapes!