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It was a crisp Fall morning that I arrived in Union. The weather was playing with my mind. Cool mornings had a hint of winter's chill, but sunny afternoons held the promise of a lingering Indian Summer. I was keeping my fingers crossed for the latter.
Union's a laid back community. A mixture of vacation cabins and permanent residences make it impossible to know population figures on any given day. The upside is a rush hour - make that rush minute - that's virtually non-existent. This time of year, not even road construction can draw a line of automobile traffic.
2015 turned out to be a good year. Having avoided the spider mite infestation of years past, the buds were plump, sticky and begging to be trimmed. It was a record crop, setting a new personal best for us. The pumpkin harvest wasn't bad either. Thanks for the bounty, Union. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a repeat performance next year! |
