Fall was invented so we’d be glad to see winter — just like human beings gestate for nine months so mom is willing to go through anything to get her body back.  Right now we are so busy that if we didn’t have to sleep we wouldn’t.  There are crops to harvest, gardens to be put to bed, winter beds to cover, some still to plant, garlic to put in the ground for next year, piglets to prepare for, the ram to move in with the ewes, heats to watch to make sure all the cows are bred, feeder hogs to fatten for November butchering, steers to fatten on the best grass for December butchering, fifty new chickens (the gift of our beloved Sisters of Reparation) to move into the barn — and the list goes on and on.  The moon is waxing in its second quarter, and before it is full we need to have many of these chores checked off the list; and the new milk room has yet to be painted and floored.