Harvest time has officially come to the Farm–the apples are all in and put up–some sauced and some dried and some just eaten right off the tree. The squashes line the far cellar floor–all kinds– buttercup and butternut, acorn and pumpkins. Now, just the pie pumpkins of course. The cutting-kind are outside–you can see them in the picture above. The Rhubarb has just been brought in, most of it frozen for making pink drink and fruit leather all winter long. But some was turned into jelly, into the two types the Farmer’s Wife likes: Pink (studded with rose petals and hips) and Red (filled to the brim with that spicy…