Fall?
Well, maybe. 60F+ yesterday and today. Of course, it was 40F and damp on Tuesday, so..... They tell us that we will have more seasonable weather this weekend. I'll probably put out the heated birdbath tomorrow, as they're predicting below freezing temps for the next few overnights.
Raked up about half the leaves on Monday, skipped raking on Tuesday when it was cold and damp and icky, finished the raking on Wednesday. Raked up 9 (nine!) garden cartfuls of willow leaves (long thin leaves that pack really well - this means that it's really not a good idea to let them sit on the lawn all winter). Yesterday (Thursday) I weeded around some bushes that J hadn't done all summer. I don't know why he didn't, but they were just about swallowed by grass, and the ground was soft and the weather nice. 90 minutes later, I had a garden cart heaped high with grass and a few weeds. And the bushes looked much better.
Errands today, later than my usual, but as my usual erranding time was immediately after my 8am PT, and I wasn't out of the house until 9:15.... Cider mill had the cider in the cooler today - she said she really hadn't expected to need the cooler in November. (Last year at this time, we'd already had a 12" snowfall that had pretty much melted.) There are odd holes in the freezer cases - stuff that was there last month isn't now - paper goods and sugar/flour are still not full, the soda selection is weird (no DrPepper in cans - bottles, yes, Cherry DrP and DrP+Cream soda, yes. Still no throwback Mt Dew, but there is throwback Pepsi.).
I've started sorting in the workroom - it's been 8 months or so since I've been able to spend any consistent time down there, and I think the first couple of weeks will just be sorting through the things that have been piled there until I had time to deal with them. But J is now working upstairs, and the gardening is about done for the year, and my shoulder is about as good as it's going to get, so..... I've been down there most days this week, and you can almost tell! :)
Wednesday there was a largish bird all floofed up in the tree outside the kitchen window. I watched it for a bit, and realised that it was a raptor. Which explained why there were no other birds in sight, other than the lady cardinal hunkered down on the platform feeder, being very still. (probably chanting 'i am not food. i am what food eats. you don't see me.')
EU's birthday is next week. I haven't sent her card yet. Oooops! No way she'll get it on time now. (In early October, it took 2 weeks for a letter to arrive. Still not willing to send a package, although something without homemade treats might be OK - don't want her to get a box of stale cookie crumbs as the box takes a couple of months to get there.)
In a related item, it's Thanksgiving next week. Have no idea what we're doing. Don't like turkey, don't want to get a ham, and the usual standby is no longer in the rotation. (Lasagne is hard when you're avoiding dairy/young cheese and don't like the taste of goat- or sheep- milk cheese.) Honestly, with as much appreciation as I get for doing a big sit-down meal, there's no real point. DB notices, helps a bit without being asked, and is willing to do more (toss the salad, do the rolls, drain the veg) if asked, says thank you for extras. J shows up to eat, spends the meal telling us about the podcasts he listens to/youtube channels he watches, and may grudgingly do the pots afterward.
Raked up about half the leaves on Monday, skipped raking on Tuesday when it was cold and damp and icky, finished the raking on Wednesday. Raked up 9 (nine!) garden cartfuls of willow leaves (long thin leaves that pack really well - this means that it's really not a good idea to let them sit on the lawn all winter). Yesterday (Thursday) I weeded around some bushes that J hadn't done all summer. I don't know why he didn't, but they were just about swallowed by grass, and the ground was soft and the weather nice. 90 minutes later, I had a garden cart heaped high with grass and a few weeds. And the bushes looked much better.
Errands today, later than my usual, but as my usual erranding time was immediately after my 8am PT, and I wasn't out of the house until 9:15.... Cider mill had the cider in the cooler today - she said she really hadn't expected to need the cooler in November. (Last year at this time, we'd already had a 12" snowfall that had pretty much melted.) There are odd holes in the freezer cases - stuff that was there last month isn't now - paper goods and sugar/flour are still not full, the soda selection is weird (no DrPepper in cans - bottles, yes, Cherry DrP and DrP+Cream soda, yes. Still no throwback Mt Dew, but there is throwback Pepsi.).
I've started sorting in the workroom - it's been 8 months or so since I've been able to spend any consistent time down there, and I think the first couple of weeks will just be sorting through the things that have been piled there until I had time to deal with them. But J is now working upstairs, and the gardening is about done for the year, and my shoulder is about as good as it's going to get, so..... I've been down there most days this week, and you can almost tell! :)
Wednesday there was a largish bird all floofed up in the tree outside the kitchen window. I watched it for a bit, and realised that it was a raptor. Which explained why there were no other birds in sight, other than the lady cardinal hunkered down on the platform feeder, being very still. (probably chanting 'i am not food. i am what food eats. you don't see me.')
EU's birthday is next week. I haven't sent her card yet. Oooops! No way she'll get it on time now. (In early October, it took 2 weeks for a letter to arrive. Still not willing to send a package, although something without homemade treats might be OK - don't want her to get a box of stale cookie crumbs as the box takes a couple of months to get there.)
In a related item, it's Thanksgiving next week. Have no idea what we're doing. Don't like turkey, don't want to get a ham, and the usual standby is no longer in the rotation. (Lasagne is hard when you're avoiding dairy/young cheese and don't like the taste of goat- or sheep- milk cheese.) Honestly, with as much appreciation as I get for doing a big sit-down meal, there's no real point. DB notices, helps a bit without being asked, and is willing to do more (toss the salad, do the rolls, drain the veg) if asked, says thank you for extras. J shows up to eat, spends the meal telling us about the podcasts he listens to/youtube channels he watches, and may grudgingly do the pots afterward.