It began with picking up walnuts and filling our pockets each time we walked along the railroad tracks behind the Chatette. Pretty soon Laury and I were gathering and preparing for winter in earnest. I laughed and told her 'This reminds me of the old Aesop's fable of the ant and the grasshopper, only we're both ants!' As Laury mowed the lawn (maybe for the last time?), I trimmed all the dead budlea flowers. We both have been gathering walnuts to dry for winter use. And we're gradually getting the winter's firewood moved up onto the terrace. Laury's friend called and offered up apples from her tree. So, off Laury went with Dali to bring home windfall apples. The sun may be out, but we know winter's on the way. These 'ants' are going to be prepared. Now all we need is a cute French 'grasshopper' to fiddle while we work!