October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came –
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.
~George Cooper, “October’s Party”

Fall has not yet made its triumphal showing in these parts, but there are touches and hints of her color here and there.  One need only look down through the pasture and over the pond to see a reflection of yellows, golds and a few reds in announcement of her imminent coming.

The somewhat new school holiday, Fall Break (or maybe I’m getting to old to remember such from my school days), was an opportunity for my sister and co-owner of the farmhouse property to visit for the weekend and lend her assistance to the restoration project.  It is amazing what an additional set of hands can accomplish in a span of a few days.

Tasks accomplished over a two and one-half day work weekend: 1) privy ceiling completed with paper trimmed and quarter-round painted and installed; 2) bunkhouse (bedroom) prepped with tape, mud and spackling in anticipation of primer and paint; 3) two windows in bunkhouse, and panes to same, prepped in anticipation of restoration; and 4) aluminum cool-seal applied to three portions of the old, rusty tin roof which has not seen a fresh coat of paint for thirty-plus years!

For such a long time I despaired that we were even making a dent in the restoration of the old house. But of recent, it seems that every infinitely small improvement brings new life back to the old structure.

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