The leaves were falling and starting to curl and place themselves gently in the rain spouts. An abundance of complex problems had gotten the best of us today on this Saturday. Corn cribs endings needed to be put back up, as the new corn was harvested. Chain saws didn't turn on as we had hoped, and the door handle of the truck fell off in the inside of the truck. Not what you hoped to accomplish today, this Saturday, but still a day full of necessary problems. It was cool enough to start a fire, and as we ended the day, I had thought ahead to put some of these cute little (as buttons) potatoes on time bake so we came clomping in, tired and laughing from the day's stories. I had easily prepared these little beautites to go into the oven and mixed up the easy dressing the night before. We gathered for some good cheer, some laughs, beer, and a couple of potatoes in the gullet to replenish and statisfy as we sat around the wood stove, warm our bodies, feasted, and warmed our souls with good food.