Fresh and foggy start

Irene came and went, and left autumn in her wake.

Unlike so many in Vermont, we are lucky and had no water damage at all. We never even lost power. The only thing we lost was a day of school, which was more a bonus day of summer than a loss.

This morning is foggy. All that water everywhere—the filled valleys, the swollen rivers, the overflowing ponds—lifting up into the sky.

The White Building in Fog

There’s a chill in the air, too. And maple leaves down on the ground for the goats to munch.

Guess it’s time to get back to business. Time to put that backpack on and start back to learning. Time to grow up a little more.

First day of 7th grade

The house is so quiet. I cannot wait to hear the day’s report at 2.00 this afternoon.

Update: Day 1 was a success. She greeted me with a big smile and lots of stories of the day. Onward.