i'm baking bread this morning. it's a sedate process. right now the dough is on its first rise, and i'm about to head outside for my morning constitutional. it's a hurry-up time of year for many, with the men on this farm geared up for their harvest and scott doing his fall shingling in town, hoping to beat the rain and snow that are bound to come. the geese, ducks, cranes and crows are flocking up in preparation to migrate, so there is lots of activity overhead.

yesterday four large hawks circled high above my head at the end of the driveway.