Fall is here, with a bit of frost some mornings and a delightful whiff of harvest in the air. Sometimes the whiff is a bit pungent, with the punge of a thousand hogs, as the farmers inject slurry into the harvested fields while they turn under what's left of the beans and corn. (Why is it beans and corn? Why not bean and corn, or beans and corns?)
Vir and I took the annuals out of the garden this past weekend, leaving just two Swiss Chard plants and some hardy herbs. We're in good shape for hibernating, and not being sorry about it when we want to get into the garden next spring. A bevy of jalapenos went to a neighbor, green tomatoes are ripening in the back room, and Filia and I spent an hour or so on beans -- separating the dry from the not-dry, and the Calypso from the Green from the Lima. I've three little pots of dried beans, and two trays of beans drying in their pods. I'm fairly sure that a cup of dried beans is not worth an 8-ft row of pole beans, so beans will probably not make an appearance in the garden next year. More room for sweet peppers!
In just twelve days, Offinger Management will cease to manage the knitting guild (TKGA). We've been busy working on the website, and records, and I am looking forward to our launch! I love getting records all tidy and in order. It's one of my happy places.
Another happy place is my bookcase, and things are started to get close to activity there, too. The electrician is coming this weekend to move two outlets, and the builder is making calculations ... and I will be so thrilled when it is done, and I can organize my books, and sit downstairs to work at the computer, and just bask in all the book-y, organized glory of it. Actually, I can just sit here and bask in the imagined glory of it all, too. Hmmmph. Need to spend more time doing that with respect to heaven, rather than my own wee creation here on earth.
The doily got finished, and I am now working on a pair of socks in CoBaSi. I do believe that I like the yarn, and will probably be ordering more to make myself some socks. The pattern is Maudie, by General Hogbuffer. I do hope his parents didn't choose that name! The socks are for a gift, but I am contemplating making myself a stocking-length pair.
Yarn is in the mail to me, from Cornwall, to make Grace's Cardigan.
Filia is working 3 days a week, Filius is in college, Vir is keeping busy with counseling AND discovered last week that he is a Mavericks hockey fan ... and we are all well.
Until next time...