We hurried through our school work this morning so that we could go for a walk before lunch. The weather is lovely, but we have a chance of showers this week, and I wanted to gather some leaves to preserve before the colors pass.
In spite of the fact that it was warmer than I like when I'm out walking with a baby on my back, it was rather a nice walk, and Max accompanied us for part of it, and enjoyed trudging along the edge of the algae-coated ponds to scare up frogs. I've been trying to keep a distance from Max and keep the kids back, too; I think he must roll around in cow manure some days, he looks and smells so bad. Country dogs are dirty dogs!
The early morning promised a nice day.
We began by going up to the cemetery. There is a marvelous oak tree there, and many colorful shrubs along the boundaries of it. I had to keep reminding the little guys that we were there to pick leaves and not to pick through the pile of discarded artificial flora (oh I can't bear fake flowers sticking up out of cemeteries! I think I would rather have my grave paved over!)
Una took along a sketchbook.
At home I melted some beeswax and dipped the leaves to preserve them. I love the smell of beeswax, which is one of the reasons I really want to keep bees one day. My German grandfather ("Opa") kept bees and harvested the honey, although I am not sure what he did with the wax. He didn't make candles, which is what I most certainly would do.
Beeswax dipped leaves, for a garland perhaps...
I am hoping for a few more days like this before the foul weather comes.