Just smell!
There is not a corner in the house
that is not full of the marvelous scent.
In stable and stall
and kitchen and bedroom and cellar
comes a scent of blessing over everything.
Over the field and meadow and hill
there is the smell of hay and aftergrowth,
of potatoes and carrots and apples,
of nuts and berries and newly made cider.
We are now content
and the pigs and the cow and the horses,
are contented as well.
The summer with its work
went on and on
but now comes rest.
For nothing,
was our worry and misery
as the hot summer days stretched on;
The harvest is in
and we are safe another year.
