We had a very long summer this year at Brookwood, with warm temperatures lasting nearly to the end of October, even as the leaves on the trees changed color and fell to the ground. Fall is finally here, though, and we are rushing to get those leaves raked up, the barn cleaned out, all of our wood cut, split, and stacked for this year, and wood for next year on the ground. This is a hectic time of year here in the Berkshire hills, as our list of before-snow chores grows longer each day, and weather reports predict flurries or snow showers sometime this week.
As the seasons pass, I will be writing regular notes about the goings on here at Brookwood and sharing my musings about the land and life here in the hills of western Massachusetts. Drop me a note if you have any comments, or if there is something you would like to hear about.
Writing from the wood between the brooks (a' choille eadher alltan in Gaelic), I am your host,
Brian
