Drove up to Kent on Sunday with a friend and visited Averill Farms, an apple orchard. They had lots of pumpkins for sale.
The place was really hopping because of the great weather. The weather has been terrible all month. When at last the sun came out, all the leaf-peepers came roaring in with a vengance. Personally, I was delighted for all the business owners.
I am a drop-out from the corporate world--mostly the financial services industry where I practiced the black art of human resources management. (Remember Catbert from the Dilbert cartoons?) Now I sell products to backyard birdwatchers.
I have a two cats, Nicholas and Nora Nick is my furry delight--wise, brave, silly, loving and incredibly soft. He is a celebrity in my store and gets much more attention than I do. As he should. Nora is our not-quite-kitten in residence. She is a trouble-maker and a million laughs. She climbs up to the ductwork 13 feet up. She rolls in all the birdbaths. She's sweet as can be.
I have a house in the woods in Kent, CT, that is my refuge. It's also a refuge for bears, raccoons, coyotes, bats, birds and other creatures.