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There's a chill in the air as I write this. Accordingly, I've been donning caridgans and corduroys, drinking hard cider (I've seriously got to figure out how to get my hands on this local cider) and pumpkin ale, and making things like applesauce cake with sauce I made last October (from my mom's apples). Pumpkins I grew are tricking out the porch, the dogs want to play ball more, and the smell of burning leaf piles makes me slap happy. 

Busy at work on book number 3, "Homemade Dairy." My days are full of information and research on everything from what causes butter to be yellow to why swiss cheese has holes. Riveting, right? Actually, it is. I'm loving it, all of it. It almost seems impossible that in the past year I could have written two books, begun two more, picked up a weekly column (and a paying one, at that!), and grown here at small measure, with increased readership and a gorgeous banner, courtesy of Alisa Carswell at Lucky 7 Design. It fills me up with gratitude. 

May your weekend be filled with all of your favorite things!