The garden is saying farewell -- at least, the tomatoes and cucumbers are. I really should pick some jalapenos and figure out what to do with them.
My State Fair entries came back, and the next day was BEAUTIFUL weather for wearing a wool tunic, so on it went.
I finished a pair of legwarmers, too. (Are you noticing a winter theme here? Unfortunately, those legwarmers need to be at a photographers in November. On the plus side, they match, in color, a sweater which is at another photographers, so I will be all toasty warm AND coordinated when they're back at my house.)
I have a new refrigerator, whose door closes. My heart is happy every time I hear it not running. And I'm also happy to think of all the new organizational possibilities. We lost 2 cu ft, a shelf, and a drawer (and somehow, the dimensions are almost identical -- an inch taller, and a half-inch narrower. What did they do with fridge design in the past 21 years to make that possible?) Now I get to hunt for nifty wire shelves to make good use of the vertical space just LURKING in there.
And did I mention, the door closes?
Filia and I are perfecting a 'Chocolate Pudding for Two' recipe, which is lovely to whip up after supper. It's hard to have a bad evening when you are playing cribbage and nibbling your way through a personal pot of pudding, fresh from the stove, enjoying the quiet at the end of the day.
Especially if the lunch of that day was punctuated by the sounds of a mouse gnawing on something. In the house. Under the piano. A few feet from the dining room table.
I've a pair of socks on the needles, which will be finished in a day or two. I finished a swatch for an all-linen Hitofude yesterday. Happily, more yarn will be in the mail to me this afternoon, so my needles will not languish. I so dislike languishing needles. They're bad for the waistline.
|Gratuitous photo of an afghan Mater finished since the last blog entry|