Day 334: Second only to Christmas on my calendar, September Morn is a day of personal celebration. Today we enter the most beautiful season, a time when Nature puts her energies by for winter, like housewives of old at the canning kettle. Ma Nature has on a fog-trimmed apron, and you can see her oven warming in the dawn. Her hair is done up in a kerchief of clouds as she readies for a day of preservation. Now she works her hardest, storing seeds in her root cellar, bedding nuts and fruit in a mulch of leaves to keep them safe against frost; a busy lady, Ma, and make no mistake. She has a family to feed and knows well how to stock the larder. Join me in rejoicing for September Morn!
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