The air is crisper and smells cleaner in the mornings now. The ground fog and morning mist over the Sandy River have retaken their place after being beaten back by summer’s warm siege. The garden is slumping and wilting after its labors. What was once bright and tasty green is turning yellow, brittle and worn. Fall is here! Time to hang peppers, harvest the squash, enjoy the sunflowers and prepare for the wind. The three little pigs are getting bigger and are friendly fellas with a tight knit friendship. They are much more interested in grazing than our last two Black Heritage Hogs. They feed and then have “salad” after their main meal. Their names are ‘Big Boy’, ‘Brutus’ and ‘Waddles’ (also affectionately nick-named Ethan).