The turkey drippings were irresistible to my newest granddog, Shep. And he is irresistible to all of us. The turkey, perhaps the tastiest ever, was a distant second to Shep’s frolics. The chickens could have cared less. Where’s OUR dinner?
Seasonal Color Display
Autumn vignette at the entrance.
Autumn at Brookside
Brookside in early November, still beautiful!
Finally…Election Day!
Rocking the vote!
Ode to a Cranberry Harvest
I don’t know what stage of harvest these bogs are in, but they’re clearly active. Here are some pictures I took of the bogs that abut Brookside, Tuesday, Nov. 1. The late afternoon sun made them glow like a 19th century pastoral!
